Veronica shook her head from side to side. "Damn girl, he looks so hot!" She was looking at a picture of Donnie standing by a swimming pool wearing a ...hite polo shirt, jeans and clean white sneakers."Damn!"Alice was already wet. She didn't want it to happen so soon, but she could feel the dampness between her legs. Everything about him drove her crazy; his voice, his chiseled swimmer's frame, his laugh--everything.But then she snapped back to reality again. "So how did you two meet?" Veronica. I’d been masturbating since 13. Back at school I’d had “wank buddy” boys I’d got naked with and wanked and hand jobbed with. I’d had hand jobs from girls back at school we called the “schoolgate sluts” who’d wank any boy who wanted. But I hadn’t had a girl’s or boy’s hand on my cock for ages. The pleasure of Hazel’s hand on my cock after months of solo masturbation was exquisite!I began to reciprocate. I’d had my hand up Hazel’s skirt on her legs, bum and cunt through her tights and panties. I. I writhed for at least five minutes enjoying the stimulation of her sweet lips on my throbbing cock and her smooth soft fingers penetrating my tight ass hole. I clinched the sheets behind my head and found myself thrusting my hips towards her mouth and fingers telling her to ‘fuck me hard’. As she sped up, my dick finally gave one last big throb and I shot off my fourth and final load directly into her mouth. As she pulled her finger out of my ass hole, she licked it like a lollipop and. Ella had been thrilled to be picked to be the one to do the deed. All the men of the clan would make sure they were highly visible in the only Saloon in the county – the Green Room, run by old Nat Green and his wife Mabel. Nobody would ever suspect a girl of burning the place down. According to Uncle Enos, Widow Amos and her son were off visiting family two counties over for Christmas.She moved silently closer. Uncle Enos had picked her because she was the best at everything. Best runner, best.