The person behind me had apparently (unlike my boyfriend) noticed that there was no panties trap under the light summer dress fabric. I did not dare t... turn around. At Somehow he had managed to open the fly in the crush and now he let his stiffen dick slide under edge of my dress. Did the slow support against the heat and just my lips . I was hot , sweaty and horny and wet. Simply standing there .. felt that he slowly slid into me , almost without encountering resistance. HE was GREAT ! I let. "Thank you, Miss Ling," Leyla replied, feeling hot and flustered. "My pleasure, darling," Monica leaned forward and kissed her on the lips. Leyla felt pain now as arousal got stronger. She stood up and there was a loud shock from her boss. "Leyla! What is that?"She glanced down and her eyes grew wide with shock as something was poking upwards through her skirt like a rocket. "If you excuse me, Miss Ling." Leyla hurried out the door and down to the ladies' toilets and rushed into a cubicle. “Yes, sir.”Remembering how much a similar question revealed earlier, he asked, “What’s the youngest pussy you’ve licked?”“She was 11.”“Another virgin sent to you by mother?”“No, I was 11, too. We fooled around on a sleepover.”“Had either of you started puberty?”“No, sir.”“So you were both hairless down there?”“Yes, sir.”“Does it excite you to think about licking that 11-year-old slit? Did you cum together?”“Yes and yes. We did a 69, and we both came.”Jen gripped the egg tighter.“Do you like to. "Okay!" she whispered as Rhonda returned.After 11 PM, the girls went upstairs. As usual, they went into the queen-sized bed together.While waiting for Rhonda to go to sleep, Jeanne began thinking, wondering to herself about Mr. Wiener, wanting to know what he had decided. She was hoping that he was not going to tell her parents.Thinking back, she remembered her episode in the car. She considered telling Mr. Wiener the truth (that she had been raped) and maybe she could swear him to secrecy..