“Where?” Lucy asks. “A hotel?”Once again, a big smile flashes on Kate’s beautiful face. “Nope,” she says with a shake of her head. “Ri...ht. Here.”“Here?”Kate nods. Then she mouths the words, “Restroom.”“The restroom?” Lucy almost shrieks, just barely managing to keep her voice low.Kate nods again, this time a little more slowly. “Follow me.”Kate gets up casually. Lucy follows and has to keep herself from jumping up and running. She isn’t sure how Kate can be so calm, but the woman has always. )[The author does not condone sex with minors. If there is a problem with age, this can be corrected asap, so please don't be in a hurry to mark it for deletion. This story has not been proofread, so please ignore spelling and grammar errors. I was typing with one hand (you know why) so, kindly report any inconsistencies and they shall be corrected.]She lived a few blocks from my house. My house is enclosed with a fenced garden and a path leading up to the steps of my door. I have a dog and. As I played with her boob and pinched her nipple, her pussy drooled more lubrication out onto the shaft of my cock. It was getting slippery down there, and I was feeling the need to bury myself in someplace dark, warm, wet, and cozy. Kayla must have been feeling the same way, because she didn't complain when I flexed my hips back and my cock slipped away from her hand. I hunched, and she helped me by doing something with her hips that allowed the head of my cock to easily find the way. She. "That's me!" Tifa squealed, bouncing up and down in delight. The resulting jiggling flesh caused the man's dick to strain against his pants.It took all of his willpower to wrench his gaze from her bountiful body. He set down the small package he was carrying onto the counter and produced a clipboard from his bag."Sign here please" he said, pointedly not looking at the wet dream behind the counter as he handed the clipboard to her. She scribbled her signature, completely oblivious.Tifa slid the.