Let's see what they looklike on me." Kendall handed Lana the underwear. Lana took the bra firstand put it on. After she did, she said, "Oh, this feels...so..." andmoaned, barely realizing that she was rubbing her own breasts throughthe bra.April asked, "What's going on? Why is Lana experiencing so much pleasureright now?"Kendall said, "I was afraid of this. Well, not so much afraid as notsure whether or not to expect it. It's a side effect of the acceleratedgrowth. She hasn't quite adjusted to. I always knew when she’d had enough. She called me Sandra rather than Sandi. ‘I’m just kidding you,’ I responded. ‘I know you’ve pulled strings—yet again—to get me this job interview. I think the world of you for doing this, and I promise I’ll get there on time . . . if I can.’ ‘S-a-n-d-r-a . . . are those children I hear crying in the background? Have you gone off track again?’ ‘Sorry, hon, gotta go. I think my exit is coming up.’ I shut down the phone and argued with myself on whether this. My bared bottom presses closer to the window and I know he now has a clear view of my moist, pink slit as I begin to stroke with my fingers. I'm so wet that my fingers slip and slide over my inflamed flesh. I dip a finger inside and almost growl with a need for more, as another finger joins the first. I am lost, totally addicted to the lustful sensation of masturbating for my secretive voyeur.Chasing my hot explosive orgasm, I pant and whine as I press against the glass; pressing my fingers. Her eyes widened - it was as if she couldn’t believe that he had actually done it, he was actually going to fuck her. But still she said nothing. With the tip of his cock in, Jason knew that he was not stopping there. In one fluid motion, he thrust his cock all the way in, as deep as it would go. It was the single most erotic experience of his entire life. He couldn’t believe how warm her pussy was, how wet and delicious it felt as it gripped the length of his penis.“Ohhhh fuck Jason” his.