I'd like to stop for a beer or twomaybe at one of my favorite haunts on the way back to my digs to think.Why do you ask?" I don't know. I'm sort of ru... down, myself. Maybe I should join you fora brew or two after my day is done here. Let me know where I can joinyou."I told Steve the name and address of my favorite lounge and said thatI'd be heading straight there. He said he had a few things to wrap upand agreed to meet me there in a little while. I knew Steve is a goodlistener, easy to talk to. Slowly, as he circles her opening harder with his index finger, stretching her lips apart, he also circles her clit with his thumb. He knows she sometimes enjoy the odd surprise; waiting for the next arching of her back and grinding of her buttocks he slams his index finger into her, moving his thumb from her vagina over her clit in the same motion, until his finger is buried as deep as his hand allows. She lets out a loud “ah!” as she tenses up, and slowly relaxes – as far as she can, as he. And locked the van up. Paula watched her Uncle in his blue striped shirt, shorts and sneakers pick up his six year old cousin Annette, who was also dressed all in blue, and carry her on his shoulders. Her nine year old male cousin, all in gray, ran ahead while her Aunt in purple trailed with Paula behind.They hadn't decided which of the two parks to go until they had reached the entrance and then decided to head over to the Adventure part of the park. Paula chuckled as her Uncle kept commenting. "Shut up skank." He puts his face down to my pussy and begins to lick my clit."Please stop." I say. "You shouldnt do this." I'm close to tears again..."This is what you want isnt it. You little skank. Walking around in those short outfits. Kissing boys. I'm gonna give you want you have wanted all along!" He sticks two fingars up my tight virgin pussy, and begins to suck on my clit.I yelp in pain, and beg for him to stop. He ignores my cries, and just digs his fingers in harder. Soon i relise.