She had not dressed for that purpose: her cut-off jean shorts a bit too tight to allow a good view. Just as well, she knew, for this was her neighborh...od, after all. The schoolgirl needed to keep her knees together most of the time, just in case someone in a house across the street happened to look out a window. She would watch as a vehicle approached, and if she did not recognize the occupants Christen would let her legs loll open, hoping at least a sliver of her light blue panties would. I was given enough food to EASILY last until Monday's lunch, so it looked like I'd be eating Chinese for lunch after all.Between their fantastic food, their very friendly dinner table atmosphere, their generosity with the aforementioned fantastic food, and their giving away their daughters into sexual servitude, I was rapidly becoming a fan of Chinese culture.#1: Prof and Vanessa told us that the Wests had asked them several questions about me, and they'd listened carefully when other people. ”I looked to my left and bam. There she was. That was unexpected. I got out of my car and into her van. Yes, this could be awesome. She drove off out of town, east, though her house was south. I was a little confused, but when she reached over with her hand and snaked it down into my shorts, I didn’t complain. She slowly stroked me until we turned into the park. Down a winding road to the river we went, she still hadn’t said a word. Finally, she pulled into the empty parking area, unbuckled her. The feeling was incredible! As we kissed, our tongues danced and her hand held me firm, pumping slowly at first. Beyond the soft fabric, my hand moved down to find her pussy, warm, wet and ready. We were in the water but I could tell she was aroused. Her lips parted and her hole began to open in anticipation. One finger then two, in they went, gentle, slow. Moans fell from Fionas lips as she started to rock her hips onto my fingers. My thumb found her clitoris and began circling her swollen.