Little did we know it would be a huge mistake attending the concert. Our lives would be changed forever. Let me describe myself. My name is Brittney. ... exercise everyday and am about 5'2" and 100 pounds soaking wet with rocks in my pocket. My tanned legs and bumble bee bum make guys whistle and pay attention to me all the time. I have long blond curly hair past my waist and am completely tanned with a six pack and smooth as a baby. Not bad for a 19 year old girl. That makes many girls jealous. After 15 -20 minutes of our play we both were comfortable and started understanding the moves .In mean time i slowly faced her and saw her confused desperate smile.Then i started moving my hands up down from her centre point to her knees and to and fro this make her aroused and she hold my other arm tightly .i kept my hand on her centre point and started pressing it tight and loose above her clothes i could feel her heat ness of underwear and then after some time a wet patch oozing my hands. I could feel my pulse pounding as I run my tongue over her lacey panties and got my first taste of her pussy and inhaled her fragrant musk.“Such a nasty girl. Lick my panties, you little slut.”I did, my drool making a mess of them as I did my best to lap up as much of her creamy cunt juice as I could, moaning as she continued to talk dirty.“You are such a whore, aren’t you. A dirty little pussy licking whore.”“Yes,” I whimpered as I reached out and wrapped my arms around her thighs, pulling her. "I have a special friend nearby." I hated what was happening, but it was like I was being hypnotized. I had a hard-on before she arrived, then lost it when she surprised me at the door, then sported it again when she hugged me and now she was making it rise like baking bread under her spell. "Special friend?" "Remember James?" she asked. "The mitigator litigator, I think you called him?" Her smile returned now. She was doing something with her hand on her lower leg, like tracing circles on her.