When she spoke it was with an unexpected gentleness. ‘I had seen this coming and should have done more to prevent it. Hence I accept some of the res...onsibility for tonight’s unpleasantness. You have always had a weakness for the new girls, Jenkins. It does not surprise me. You teach them well in the Mysteries, you guide them and enjoy their bodies but, as in this case, you are denied the opportunity to pluck that fruit which you crave. Yet you grow fond of them then have to see that which you. Her pussy lips parted, the gorgeous pink inside slightly revealed. I could have cum right there, but I knew the best was yet to come. I moved my face down towards her clit, slid my tongue along either side of it and then pushed the hood slightly up till I felt the button of her clit hit the tip of my tongue. I gently brushed it ever so carefully with the tip of my tongue, then began circling it. Within a minute I found myself going at her clit pretty hard, thrashing it with my tongue. Suddenly. "I think you're mistaken. I'm going to get it down and then you can takeit in there and try it on." She nodded towards the curtained cubicle atthe back of the shop."I really don't think that's a good idea."Greg was no help. He was looking intently through a box of dog-eared vinylrecords, there were two or three laid on the floor beside him, meaning myexpensive sound system would be silent for the next couple of nights whilewe listened to whatever crackling LPs had caught his eye. When I had. I noticed that the next troop was Trent's troop from Manheim. Trent's cousin and my friend, Christian Hunsecker, was at the head of the line.Christian grinned as he stepped up to the edge of the pool. "Kyle! I'm glad to see you." It's good to see you, buddy." I said. "Are you still SPL?" No. I finished my term in March. I'm the Junior Assistant Scoutmaster now." Christian explained."Congratulations, Christian. I was elected SPL for my troop in January," I answered. Justin Finnegan interrupted.