Um, OK, bye..." Leslie hung up the phone and we laughed and ran down the mall to the post office. Leslie took all the guys' cash out of the wallet, an... put the rest in an envelope and mailed it to his address. For a joke we put down the return address of Leslie's professor, Leslie Smith.Fully loaded with cash, we headed to the department stores where we each got new outfits. Afterwards I thought we would be heading home, but Leslie led me to a row of stores nearby the mall. There was an Adult. He hustled out the door and searched out Hampton.Londarrien did not see him immediately so he walked around the side of the rink. There was Hampton – leaning against the wall. “Textin’ yo’ boyfriend,” the gifted athlete called out.“Who I’m texting is none of your business,” Hampton scowled.“So it is your boyfriend,” Londarrien snickered.“I didn’t say that.”“You ain’t say it wasn’t him neither.”“Can’t you find someone else to harass.”“No. I wanna harass you.”“What for? I’ve never done anything. Deal.”“Cool,” Emma replied, leaning in and kissing Ben again, their tongues intertwined in her mouth.Emma also realised that she was damp between her legs and so, as well as kissing, she took Ben’s hand and guided it under her skirt, inside her knickers, and onto her wet pussy lips. Once she felt Ben’s fingers on her pussy she whispered into his ear, “Ease your fingers up and down, Ben.”Ben hadn’t been anywhere near a girl’s knickers before, let alone inside them, and he focussed on her pussy. .” I said, uncertainly.“Get over here,” she said to Other Tom.Soon I was thrusting into Demie from behind while she sucked on the changeling’s cock. We were able to get a good rhythm going, where my thrusting would push Demie forward onto Other Tom’s cock, and then as she pulled away from his dick she would push back onto mine. It was actually working out well.At least until Other Tom grunted and came in Demie’s mouth, way sooner than I would have. She licked him clean and then he fell sideways.