She found herself sitting on the desk, with Matt standing between her legs. He reached down, unzipped his pants, and fished out his erect cock. ‘I w...s pretty sure this desk would be the right height,’ he murmured, moving even closer. ‘Right…height…Oh!…for…what?’ Mary stammered. They’d barely touched, but already her mind was awhirl with need for him. ‘For this,’ he said. ‘Oh!’ Mary groaned. She experienced ecstasy as his rigid pole probed her sodden opening, then slid into her. ‘Matt! Oh, God!. Soon, he is expected toreturn to his foster home and his school.Chapter 11 - Adventure in the Big CityIt wasn't easy to get the County Child Welfare Department to change itsruling that Mary Elizabeth Dayton was not the proper foster parent forAngelo. Angelo's first morning at the home for troubled teen girls, many ofthem runaways, was a marvel to him. In the eyes of all of the girls(and most of the staff), he was a troubled 15-year-old girl whose namewas Angela and who arrived the previous. She tried pulling it but it wouldn't budge, not even hitting it with the butt of her gun several times did anything. Next she jumped and grabbed it with both hands, hanging from it in an attempt to use her weight to pull it down. Even then, it took some effort to actually activate it as the centuries of abandonment had left it stuck in place, but she eventually succeeded.The door opened slowly with a loud creaking noise as dust emerged from every crevice. She descended down the long set of. After the match, one of the hottest girls texted John to meet her at the old house by the lake in one hour and to be alone, pretending to like him and wanted to know him a little better. John as an 18 years old boy, couldn’t refuse, and arrived there around an hour later in a normal black t-shirt, jeans, and converse all star shoes. Little did he know what was about to happen!He opened the old wooden door and to his surprise, the whole volleyball team (which consisted of six girls) were inside.