.. I would rather you played with me."Opening her eyes wide, Angie almost whispered, "You'd rather what?"Putting down the book she had in her hand, Lu...y reached out and slipped her hands around her young school friend's waist, saying, "I ... I'd rather you played with me, Angie, I've often thought of you with your hand up my school skirt and between my legs, doing the most wonderful things to me through my gym knickers." Oh, fuck," Angie groaned, "I've often thought the same. Lots of times. I could have been caught any second. We continued to chat, my cunt throbbing away, juices flowing down passing my thong, into my skirt. I would soon be soaking into my chair. Oh, that poor chair. The creamy liquid flowing, squirting down. Think some made it passed my chair. Eventually, the command came to remove items. I struggled embarrassingly long to unbutton my jacket. Shaking hands making fingers dumb. Doubling down from a pulse, letting out a muffled whimper. Jittering legs bouncing with. The woman then stood and Sam saw that she was well over six feet tall. Her dark hair was tied up in a bun. She was wearing a tight form fitting black leather body suit with black knee high boots. Sam noticed that although her breasts were big they were well proportioned to her size. Looking down the slim apparition she noticed the crease of her pussy through the soft leather.’ The woman walked slowly up to Sam and ran two fingers across her breasts before sliding down and palming her pussy.. It was a loaded question but I got a quick result. He was horny and wanted to meet me at the beach in a hurry.That's my kind of reply, so we agreed to get down there.I made some excuse about going back to the office for a while, which is on the way to the beach, changed into some shorts and a t-shirt and free balled it to the beach - I mean, office.I got there and the car parks were empty. That told me the dunes were unoccupied which was disappointing, but at the same time I knew there wouldn’t.