I rushed to put on my tracksuit with nothing underneath, then tied my trainers and ran over to Mr Bakers house. I knocked on the door but no one answe...ed. I really needed to suck some cock, so my next plan was to run down the street to Mr Singh in the corner shop.I walked in and there was Mr Singh, he had two customers stood at the counter, but he looked over their shoulders and smiled at me as I walked into the shop. I walked down to the back of the shop then looked up into the curved mirrors. . . . NOT!! She pulled the egg out and began moving her fingers in and out of my pussy.At this time I felt her thumb on the "hood" of my clit. She was rubbing that hood very soft, almost as if she was not touching it. Very delicately without applying much pressure yet. Now from second to second she begins applying a bit of pressure to let your clit know that there are buttons she wants to push. And push she does. By now her fingers are doing a great job at fucking my pussy. And here is where. She shook her head, wondering how she knew that. There was only one way to test the theory.The light from the street spilled between the house and the garage, granting Angelina a thin lighted pathway into the back yard. She walked tentatively into the damp grass, her eyes looking for a small rectangular shape mounted at eye level on an iron pole. Then, to her right, she saw the darkened shape that she was looking for. It was a small wooden bird feeder with a peaked lid. It was empty of seeds,. Lisa chose bright red lipstick, but Lisa opted for a beautiful hot pinkshade."Think we'll go with the hold-ups tonight, and maybe garter belts too,what do ya think, 'Chelle?" Oh, yeah, that sounds amazing, and maybe we can flash some guys." Oh my God, you're turning into a tease now, I'll have to keep an eye onyou, or I won't have you to myself tonight at all." Don't worry Lisa," said Michelle, as she fastened the buttons on herwhite blouse, "there's only one person I want to spend the night.