Let me go... " she whispered, but her legs parted farther, and I felt her reach around to touch my cock with her fingertips. When she found it, she em...tted a little gasp and wrapped her hand around it, jerking the shaft slowly."Tell me. Tell me you want me to fuck you." Ummmm. Yes, OK, I want it." Her voice cracked, and she began breathing very hard."Want what?" Want your... cock." Want it where? Want me to do what with my cock?" I began to stroke her clit against her pubic bone, and her hips. I remember that some person who worked there was giving a little talk on the aerodynamics of airplane wings, perpetuating the fallacy that the shape of the wing caused the air on the top have farther to go, so it created a low pressure zone for lift, which enables the plane to fly. I asked, ‘Then how do jet planes fly upside down?’ All of the other kids and parents look at me, the person giving the talk floundered for a minute before going on about the high thrust of jet planes. I said, ‘But. I think she’s moving quite fast, but my brain is in slow-mo, seeing every single move as though it takes forever. Her far hand grabs the bottom of her jumper and, quickly, yanks up just the side furthest away from the others. My eyes follow the hand, glued to the hand. I see her tight pale tummy exposed and her hand travels upwards, and then I see a big dark round spot. Her nipple! I’m not sure if she had a bra she’d pulled up or if she wasn’t wearing a bra at all, but she’s just flashed me her. She was flushed and looked kissable all over, which was just what I intended to do, but I couldn't do it in Leldon's kitchen. He had a thing about his kitchen being used only for cooking food. Thus, I locked lips with her again and pulled her into the spare bathroom and leaned her up against the basin where I ravished as much of her as I could reach with my lips.By the time I reached her well of honey she was overflowing and steaming hot and about brought down the roof with her cries as I.