“I’m sure the wine was great too,” I ambushed.“Uh well…” he stuttered and stumbled to find the right words.“You know, the legal drinking...age is twenty-one around here,” I said coyly as I moved closer to my helpless prey, dragging my hand seductively across the countertop.“Um… yes… I know,” cried the poor boy.“Wouldn’t want your mother to find out, would we?” I clasped my hands together with my elbows on the counter and sticking my butt out a bit.“No,” he quietly let out a faint sound.“That’s. Her eyes were closed and her lips were parted slightly. Every few seconds a small almost unnoticable moan would escape her lips. She moved her fingers in and out, in and out and I began to feel the wetness soaking my panties. Lyndsey must have noticed me watching her, because she opened her eyes. She looked very suprised. Then she smiled. "Sounded like you were having a pretty great dream earlier. You were moaning like crazy!" I assumed she ment my wet dream. I blushed. "Yeah.. It was. I took the file home and read it over my dinner. Apparently this rub worked very well on men and it only used drugs that were allowed but when it was first used on a controlled set of women athletes the side effect became pretty obvious. Within seconds on applying the rub they became intensely sexually aroused and demanded relief straight away; apparently with each other if the reports were true. Surely that sort of reaction must have pushed someone's buttons, but apparently not and the whole. But that ball of fiery flesh was aching so badlyAnd had swollen to be so big with her growing sexual tension that she knew she would have no trouble at all finding the center of her womanly pleasure. She, unlike her sister or her mother, had short fingernails, which made her look even younger than she really was. She still had quite a bit of torn dude in her body. Her hips were still slim, but they were starting to broaden with the teenager’s natural maturation process. Malini could feel her.