Her ass was not too bad its self, it wasn’t big but it was round and had a little bounce to it, perfect. He noticed she was completely shaven too. M...st girls her age don’t shave their pussy, not that he’s seen vary many. He just stood there watching her wash herself rubbing soapsuds all over her fresh young body. She was facing away from him, she bend down to wash and rinse her legs. He got a perfect view of her teen pink pussy. Unaware of how this was affecting his dick, it slipped out of the. Go home, clean yourself up, and come strait back here, is that understood?" She drilled."Y-yes Ms. Anything for you." I replied."Uh!" She shushed me putting her finger to her lips, "Don't speak unless I say you can, you must only nod your head, got that fart-face? Good, now hurry up and if you fail to get back here by half 1, you'll be fired."I looked up at her, nodded my head, and bent over to pull my thong up.I then went to put my skirt on."No, leave them here." She grinned."L-leave them? But. I sat up thinking about it for a minute and came up with a plan. "Can I ask your name?" You may," she answered, emphasizing the appropriate form. It made me wonder if she was a school teacher. "I'm Anika. What's your's?" The name sounded Swedish or Norwegian."Matt, as in Matthew. It's nice to meet you Anika, although I wish it were under more pleasant circumstances. Look, here's what I have in mind. I'm going to crawl around you to get to the top of the bookcase and try to lift it up. When I do. My pussy was so willing and my mind was made up. I was going to take it all, even if damaged me for life.As horny as Alan must have been, he was the perfect gentleman. The slow, gentle, even strokes were making progress. I could feel my insides stretching, filling with a determined invader. When he felt my cervix, he quit trying to force more of the meat monster. He moved, only slightly, letting my tunnel become familiar with its occupant… and, my God, it felt so big and so good.I reached up.