" Now you miss."Helene's voice was muffled between Lisa's legs."Right."Miss Baker climbed down onto the floor, feeling too old for such athleticism. S...ill, the sofa made it easier, giving support to her leg. She felt Miranda's hands on her thigh, the schoolgirl's breath on her wet pussy. The teacher inched closer, wriggling across the floor to Helene's exposed lips. Miranda was right: the girl was completely hairless, with a truly beautiful cunt. Helene's pink lips were just visible, her. Her blinkers suddenly grew glassy with tears threatening to spill. ‘Karl Boch is a persuasive man,’ she said. ‘What’s he got on you to be so persuasive?’ She pawed at her eyes and shook her head. ‘You do not understand. He is protecting me.’ ‘Doll, his kind of protection will get you a prime spot in the bone orchard. What’s he protecting you from?’ ‘Deportation,’ she whispered like the word was venom across her lips. ‘What you’ve got going here shapes up better than the homeland?’ There was no. You ought to show it off as much as you can. Go on, let us buy you another drink’ and similar bollocks. By them about 15 guys were gathered around Sarah and me. Well, Sarah was falling for it all. She was flattered by the attention. Then the barman joined in and said ‘You ought to flaunt that lovely body off to these guys. We have strippers here twice a week. You ought to come here and strip for us, sometime’. Sarah said ‘Oh I’m sure you don’t want me to strip. I’ve never done it before and I’m. He was so focused on his thoughts that he walked straight into someone.With quicker reflexes than he thought he had, James caught the girl before she fell, pulling her smoothly back onto her feet. "Sorry, I-" James stopped his apology short when he realized who he had nearly ran over, "Jessica, hey. Sorry."His long-time friend brushed her blonde hair out of her angelic face and took a moment to pull her eyes away from her friend's muscular body before addressing him, "James, you big lug, watch.