She used to be a model. Look at itthis way: when you are old and retired, do you want to tell yourgrandchildren that you had a chance to date a superm...del in middleschool, and you let the chance slip away." Do you think she is going to be a supermodel?" Duh. She has a lot better chance of it than me, or any other girl inthis school." What should I do?" Come with me at lunch and I will introduce you. The gym is free todayduring lunch isn't it?" Mark was on the school basketball team, andwould. "That's beautiful Samantha" I say softly and squat down for a closer look.She giggles and looks into my eyes,"Do you want to touch me?" Oh yes please Samantha" my voice is hoarse with emotion as I tentatively reach my hand out between her legs, the beautiful, warm urine splashes onto my hand and I moan with pleasure as she smiles at me."Is that nice?" Beautiful Samantha" I breathe gently, "It's absolutely gorgeous" Will you wipe me please?" she rips off some tissue from the roll and passes it. She swirled her finger around its base, causing corresponding swirls of electricity throughout her pelvis. The finger in her ass maintained a steady assault on her most private opening until she began to convulse with the next orgasm. Ami soon lost tract of time.The waves of orgasm wouldn't go away. One after another, minute after minute, they wracked her body with unending pleasure. Her moans turned into an endless wail. Only the fact that her closest neighbor lived over 500 feet away. She smirked at him, her eyes playful under her long lashes, "I'll trade you for your name?" Oh!" Robin bit his lip, trying his best to look apologetic, "It's Robin."She smiled and as it was too far to reach across and hand him the glass, she stood, hunched over to avoid bumping her head and stepped over to his side of the limo. He blushed and looked away as she did, clearly able to see the outline of her weighty breasts through the thin fabric of her t-shirt, his eyes invariably drawn instead.