Needles to say that 'more private' time never came. For me it finally did, but not until nine years later.By the time we were in the eleventh grade ev...ry guy I knew had had his hand up Mona's skirt or down into her blouse or had swapped tongues with her at the drive-in movie, but no one that I know ever got so much as a finger into her pussy.Mona was great friends with my sister and many are the times I heard my sister talking to Mona on the phone and saying, "You're going to get into trouble. So she stood there, alone.The stranger hadn't left her with any instructions. Stephanie had no idea how long she was going to have to stand there or if she would be punished for moving. What he had left her with was the warm afterglow of an orgasm. It lingered in her like a red-coal, wanting to ignite again. And there was nothing she could do about it.It all had happened so quickly that she really hadn't had a chance to reflect what had happened to her until now. She was being turned into a sex. ....now!” she gasped.........Her breaths were deeper, the pressure of her fingers stronger, and she quickly pulled them from her gaping pussy and pushed my hand away............. and slavishly rubbed her palm into her slit.......then one finger, then two,.........then one finger sliding with a steady pressure on her clit. She now had both hands on her pussy, holding on tight as she climbed into the higher strata of quiver and release. “Cumming.........Fuck!........Now........!!!I sat kneeling. Suddenly she got aware that there are cameras in the lift n the wicked tease that she is, she removed her red laced thongs and placed it on the camera (lucky SOB who enters the lift next ;)) Just then the elevator cab stopped at designated floor and we discreetly tip toed ourselves to her room. Once inside we pranced as if we are only survivors in this world and while we tongues danced with each other. The ice bucket arrived shortly, and I placed a bottle of champagne in it to chill. At the.