Please don't touch me there Mr. Best," she whispered weakly " That's not fair. You made me want this by touching yourself right in front of me... so I...could see you," he said in voice that matched the soothing slow rhythm of his fingers as they stroked between his young schoolgirl's thighs."But it's not right Mr. Best." Why not Sally? Doesn't it feel nice?" Well... yes, I suppose so," she admitted, "but I'm frightened." Frightened of me?" he said softly as his hand cupped the bulging mound of. S.A. All three of us had been talking one night and came up with this idea for a story so decided we would write it together and send it in. I will have some of the personality traits of myself through Kay. However the majority of this story is fictional. Yes I am white. My name is Jeff and in real life I am 35. I enjoy working out at the gym and Kate says I have a good gymnastic build. Not muscular but toned all over. I am only 5'6” and weigh 125 pounds. Since this is going to be. “I know but I sure want us too!”She let out a little whimper and the pads of his fingers smoothed over her hairless mound. Two digits easily entered her. He could feel her body moving to meet the gentle thrusts of his fingers. Jenny took his left hand and guided it under her top to caress her firm young breast.“Mmm, I need you to fuck me, Daddy!”“I will tomorrow.”Her tiny bud stayed hard to his masterful touch. His fingers now soaked, he massaged her swollen clit causing an immediate reaction.. I was support for a rock band that had three hits, played Wembley then vanished into obscurity. Their sound system was rubbish. You get echoes in a stadium and my last phrase was coming back to me as I sang the next. The group got confused and at one point I was singing with no accompaniment. What a night that was. Never again!"I went to the bar and ordered some drinks, we sat down in the rather over-large club chairs and toasted each other. "Have you been busy since we met?" I asked Cate."So,.