Can you say that?"When she nodded he said, "I like the name. Just like, I like your name. I like Jeanne. See I said it -- I like Jeanne. Can you say m... name and that you like it?" When she nodded again, he added, "Go ahead." I like Dick," the young girl responded."Do you?" he asked.She nodded."Tell me again. That sounded nice."Jeanne was confused but she answered again, "I like Dick." Again. I ask, do you -- like Dick?" he asked.Suddenly the little girl stiffened, realizing what she had been. I couldn’t resist. I flicked my tongue softly over the head of his magnificent manhood. I noticed his hands take a firmer grip on the table that he was leaning against. His cock responded as if it had a mind of its own. It was bobbing and weaving around like a boxer who was enjoying the movements of his craft. I had trouble connecting my tongue with my target as it danced up and down and side to side. I purposely avoided touching his erect dick with my hand. That would come later. Instead, I. Eventually, he frowned and with a melodramatic flourish he mimicked me by snapping his legs together and pulling the front of his jeans together so that his briefs and his cock were hidden. I'd never played, "I'll show you mine, if you'll show me yours." But if I ever was going to do it, this was the moment. Slowly, I opened my legs, acutely aware that even in the dim flicker of the TV, Skip could see my fingers were inside my panties, and perhaps even make out the dark, damp spot I imagined. It was so easy to see diana was turned on, standing with her legs apart {as she is trained to do} I could just see a little clear cum on her lips. alice gave their coats back & I asked Sandra how she felt, she replied “Flustered but good” her nipples were hard so I asked her if she was wet, which she relied “yes, very wet I think”So we all walked back up to Crown St & into the Indian Restaurant, they had all the bottom buttons undone at this stage. After ordering, I asked Sandra how she was.