I know you are a cock hungry tart! And now you are going to be a good girl for me. I want a piece of that pie!” His hand was sweaty and his fingers ...ere rubbing over my thong, working their way to my slit. “Still a little damp from your bus ride, I see,” he said leering at me. He was slowly marking the map with one hand, while pushing his middle finger into my pussy with the other. He whispered to me, “You remind me of my stepdaughter. She was very pretty and a good girl, like you, except she. I turn round to see her coat on the floor, with nothing but sex black lingerie underneath. Her perfect body clearly visible. “I thought I’d wear your favourite outfit” she says seductively. She walks over to me with a proud and confidant strut, gives me a passionate kiss as she undoes my shirt buttons, slipping it of me, then undoing my belt and letting my trousers fall to the ground. My cocks already getting hard as she pushes me down onto the bed and kneels in between my legs, my cock just. Finally, Mel broke the silence. "What time did you say your folks are getting home?" About midnight," Jon answered, very aware of the throbbing of his cock in the cool water."I'm getting out of the water," Mel said. The others watched as she waded to the steps and climbed out. She then turned to face them, the water dripping from her narrow blond landing strip over a pair of beautifully shaped pussy lips and down onto her gorgeous legs. Jody quickly followed, turning to face the boys the same. Quinn notices the door open, and the football players come into the dance, including Marcus. His eyes immediately go to his sister on the dance floor. Quinn knows that she must intercept him and heads over to talk to Marcus. "Hi Marcus, I am Quinn; I am a friend of your sisters." "I know who you are; you are the coach’s daughter." "I told Jazz I would watch her purse while she dances. Would you like to come to talk to me over where her purse is?" Quinn nods towards the corner that she has been.