.." I fished a pen out of my pocket and flipped over a Guinness coaster.Bearer is entitled to one hour of lingual expertise, or until completely satis...ied.I placed it in her hand, gave her a kiss on the cheek and walked away.I was deeply concentrated on answering the age old question as to whether my pint was half full or half empty when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned to find the beautiful woman smiling at me. "Stick out your hand." I did half expecting it to be slapped when she placed. But that's notwhat's causing the giggles. Unusually, Candy is wearing a floor lengthskirt.. or one that would be floor length except for her 6" platforms...but it's so tight she can't even put one foot in front of the other. So sheshuffles along, painfully slowly, towards me, hands outstretched forbalance.I don't giggle, I feel sorry for her more than anything, especially as thenormally strict supervisors don't seem interested in quieting the teasingand finger pointing... Candy's bright red and. Then you put your hand on top of mine and squeezed. You hummed in approval. I slipped a finger under the edge of your panties, as you parted your legs. I could feel your wetness and I knew you were extremely turned on. You hummed so very lowly, as I slipped my finger along the outer edge of your womanhood. I lightly fingered your womanhood, as you kept your eyes closed. Your breathing became more labored and you inhaled and then breathed out a deep sigh as I worked my finger back and forth. Some of them shot off before they even got inside me. I suppose that's the bane of youth which wouldn't have been so bad if they licked my throbbing love button until I found release or if they had even just fingered me until I climaxed but they never did. She got what they wanted and then fell asleep, leaving me to get myself off. I was ready to give up on ever having a satisfying orgasm during sex when Phillip came to my rescue.I matured early. By the time I was sixteen, I passed easily for.