" Oh. Is that all?"'Well... not if I had my 'druthers.'" So, what then?" I'd lick all over that pretty ass." Oh, really?" She edged closer. "And?" The... right down the center." With your tongue?" Yes." And then?" Play ping-pong." You mean... in and out?" Oh, yes." What if it goes inside?" So... what if it goes inside? That's part of the idea." Oh! You're kidding me, right?" No." You mean... you would actually stick your tongue in my ass?" Yes... and love every second of it." Ooooh, that. Meanwhile I would put more materials into the mixer for the next batch. It was good, hard manual labour, but quite satisfying to see things start to take shape. By mid-morning – ‘smoko’ time, we had half of the foundations done.Fiona had been putting the next coat of paint on the wooden rails; she went inside to help Mary Beth bring out cups of tea and cold drinks for us. We sat in the shade on the front veranda, as it was already getting hot.“They will be ready for us to start laying the. ”He didn’t acknowledge this, he responded by spinning me round and quickly pulling my gown up. My long elegant gown was now up over my ass as he pushed me over the bench in the bus stop, exposing my most intimate area to him.I heard him moan as he noticed my lack of underwear. With one hand on my hips holding me in position and holding my gown up his other went to my pussy. Now I was already horny and was already wet, but it was nothing to do with this stranger, although he wasn’t to know that. She thought that no one could withstand this kind of punishment. Why oh why hadn’t she listened to her mom and dad and not gone to the prom. She wouldn’t be in this position if she would have listened to them.Lynn went back behind slut and took a swing. Karen, fighting through the constant pain with every fiber of her being, managed to count correctly. This time they got into a good rhythm and Karen was able to keep the count, but only through extreme determination and concentration. John.