At the soda fountain, Maddy was able to captivate and tease all her pretenders at once because she was there with a much older guy, and no one was phy...ically beyond their early teens.But being a prized trophy isn't much good when you can't have the prize - we were working up to something, but we didn't have a fully formulated plan yet.Without thinking, I suggested we head for the pond. It was mid afternoon and we were sure to have some privacy there. Maddy reminded me that we left our bathing. As a last test, Georgina ran her fingers along Miss Thomson's pussy lips and there was no doubting they were damp. Really damp in fact.Miss Thomson loved how Georgina rubbed her bottom and she started to relax. She loved it even more as Georgina rubbed her inner thighs and thought how great it would be if she ran her fingers up and down her pussy lips. Even better if she eased her fingers inside her pussy. What an orgasm that would give her. So when Georgina ran her fingers along her pussy lips. You moaned in relief and pleasure as you finished. I used a spare towel to soak up the bit that I had missed, rinsed off very briefly in the shower and then joined you back in bed where you were already almost asleep. You acknowledged my arriving by briefly wiggling your bum into position so that you nicely lubricated pussy could once again accept my now raging hardon, and for the second time that night we fell asleep truly joined. We were late getting up in the morning (wonder why . . .) and. I clicked off the TV and looked at her.Traci took a breath. "I think it's time to talk to Peter." Okay." He doesn't want to talk to me." She took another deep breath. "You said..."I remembered our talk when I'd said that when she was ready, I'd make sure that Peter would be there. "I'll see what I can do."Reluctantly I got out of the chair where I'd planned to spend my afternoon.It took a couple minutes to walk to Peter's trailer. He was outside with Mikee and Kelly, unloading groceries from.