She stared at my dick for a few seconds. It was the first time she saw an erect male organ in person and she would later tell me that she was thinking... ‘will it fit?’My teenage girl reached out cautiously and held it with both hands. She stroked me a couple of times, gaining confidence each time. To be stroked off by someone else! I was ready to explode. But I had to hold it in.She paused and took a look at my juices on her hand. And then she licked it while giving me the most lustful look. Brandy continued to play with Ashley's pussy, her fingers slid up and down the slit, shoved the silky panties between her lips, felt the panties quickly get soaked from the juices. She couldn't understand why Ashley stripped her, felt the cool air on her naked ass cheeks, looked back, the men stared so intently at her ass. She felt so exposed, but knew it was going to get worse. "Relax your cheeks, I'm going to pull them apart and show them your tiny asshole." Ashley slapped Brandy's cheek hard. They have a quiet corner table and each have the special of the day, which is trout; they leave the restaurant and decide to go back to the hotel to have a drink in the bar and an early night. Back at the hotel Lynn sits in one of the arm chairs at a free table whilst Rick goes to the bar for the drinks, Lynn’s surprised that so far tonight Rick has managed to keep his hands off her, perhaps the actions of last night and this afternoon have finally proved to much for him and he needs a rest,. She was naturally nervous and she was struggling to compose herself before she went into the conference room. She jumped when the door opened and a tall, slim man in his mid-forties walked out and smiled at her. ‘Ingrid Solberg?’ he asked politely. ‘Yes,’ she answered. ‘Welcome. Thank you for coming so promptly,’ he continued lightly. ‘I’m Gordon Davenport. I’m the Assistant Director for this Department.’ ‘Nice to meet you Mr. Davenport. Thank you for the invitation to meet with you,’ she.