I moved to her and quickly, passionately pushed my face into her ass and licked at her sweet, tight, little boy pussy. I felt her hand on my head as I...licked and tasted her. The soft folds of her asshole felt wonderful on my tongue. I felt her hand guide my head up. I looked up from her ass and saw the pleasure in her eyes, her deep beautiful, brown eyes. She guided my mouth to her hairless, shaved balls. Without even a second thought, I licked them and sucked gently on each one, in turn.. I smiled to myself and I just leaned back the slightest bit pressing my bottom into him. No one would know it had been deliberate, not even the stranger behind me. I was wearing a knee length skirt made of light cotton. It flared out loosely. I felt this stranger's left hand slid up the back of my left leg ever so lightly moving my skirt up too. I froze, but I still just stood there. I felt his finger walking the fabric up inch by inch until his hand touched my bare thigh. I nervously looked to. It clicked me instantly, and I suggested a massage. Without any persuasion, she agreed and laid front side down. I was excited to touch her, but at the same time my hands were shivering.Slowly I placed my hands on her back and started massaging. The buttery soft skin and little chubbiness on her waists were driving me crazy. Since we had pre-planned to bunk the college, I was wearing a 3/4th, and my little 8″ Johny was easily visible through it. Without her notice, with one hand, I freed my. Shift ended and Stan Hardcastle took on. He gave May a few slaps with the whip and she kicked him in bollocks with her clog and they came to an understanding, he left the whip alone, except after a couple of trips he stuck the whip handle up her cunt and wanked it around, bit or no bit they reckoned thy could hear her in Blackpool she enjoyed it so much, and then Stan let her rest, a nice bucket of oats and a few Jars of Newcastle extra strong black fortified ale, were laid out and all the.