So tried to lift her hand and place it away. But she took hold of my hand and placed it over her belly button under the pallu. Now I was so horny and ...idn’t care her partner was sitting nearby, may be she is a whore and he is her pimp I thought.I started caressing her tummy, finger her navel…. In the mean time auto had gone into some direction I had no idea of, but hadn’t realize. My hand was going down her navel and when it was about to enter her petticoat she jerked and let out a painful moan. "Will, do not be afraid," said a feminine voice fromsomewhere out in the darkness. I don't know what it was,but I could've sworn an angel was speaking to me. At anyrate, I did exactly the opposite of what it had told me andpanicked. My heart was racing."Who are you?" I asked.Silence hung for a while until I heard a gentle wind soundand a young woman appeared before me. She had to be about18 and she was pretty beautiful. Long brown hair withblonde streaks, brown eyes, nice face, and curves. A silk see thru blouse white, underneath a black low cut bra, a nice fairly short dark red mini skirt, black stockings with black suspender belt, and red high heel shoes, I was sitting at the bar with my friends, and with my legs crossed, the top of my stockings were showing, plus a glimpse of my suspender belt, I had a few wines, and frankly never noticed what I was showing!Either way Mike noticed he came back and we got chatting, he was funny and humorous and that turns me on in a man, anyway. > The coach teaches them how to find pleasure through sexual> interaction with their team mates and the coach and his friends. Even> though a boy may not cum, as it saps his strength and energy, he can find> pleasure with his asshole and mouth. This is in no way to be thought of as> queer or faggoty. The coach can't stand faggots. The boys simply learn to> build their lives around each other and all activities in their lives> involve team members or the coach and his associates. Its like a.