Should I call him and tell him to pick out his three best lobsters”?“What a great idea, Ivona.” Ivona went into the kitchen to fetch her cell ph...ne and I than got the chance to touch Sarah properly. Sarah snuggled up to me and said, “what a great idea Dean. I can’t wait either. Mmm Dean”She took my hand and instantly stuck it down her unbuttoned shorts. Wow, her young, tight, virgin pussy was dripping with her warm juices. I started rubbing her young pussy and dared to stick my middle finger in. I was mortified. For a few seconds there was no change in her behavior. Then, there was a perceptible difference in the posture her body took, and she moved closer to me and the formerly inadvertent touch was reestablished. The connection was not so direct or overt, but rather it felt like a tentative exploration that made brief but sure contact, abandoned the field momentarily, then closed in again. It was if she was carefully examining it without looking at it or taking it in her hand to. How the hell am I going to get out of here? I walked over to one of the showers and turned on the hot water. Letting the scalding water wash over my body seemed to help relax me. I started to lather up my body with a bar of soap. What am I going to do? I muttered to myself. I need to get out of here. This guy, handsome as he is, is a psycho. I finished rinsing off and turned off the water. I noticed a towel waiting for me. I dried myself off and then walked over to the door. I knocked on the. Now that I was planted in her mouth I released the hold on my cock, grabbed her head with both hands and pressed forward until I hit the back of her throat. She squinted a bit but held her eyes on mine. I still had a couple of inches to go so I pulled back and slammed forward again. I was opening her throat now and her eyes widen with surprise but they held their gaze. I repeated the assault three more time until I was finally planted in her throat and her gaze was finally broken. Her eyes shot.