I felt my fingers soaking. She was dripping wet."Finger me. Please. I wanna cum," Ashley said.I didn't hesitate. I slid my fingers between her legs, c...ressing her pubic hair, and without a word, slid one finger inside her pussy. She gasped. I slid another one inside her pussy. She gasped again."Kiss me. Please. I wanna do it. Kiss me," Ashley said.I didn't hesitate. The kissing started immediately. My two fingers were inside her sixteen year old pussy. She was gasping. And then she tightened. He put his hands on the outside of her shoulders and drew her to him. His head bent down and she closed her eyes. They kissed.Soft and gentle at first, just tasting her. Teasing and caressing her lips with his, he slowly took in all the sweetness she offered.He moved back from her “Meg—oh Meg I love you, so very, very much.” “I know you do, silly,” she said and reached to his lips, brushing them with her fingertips, tracing his jaw, stroking his face. “Andrew, I love you.”His fingers caressed. As I’m walking thru the airport with this young, tight beautiful girl walking beside me I’m wide awake. I can still smell her lingering scent on my lip. I watch her run off down the walkway, her hair swaying behind her. I can see the tight little ass, which I know is pantiless, and she is still wearing my jacket. I see her reach up and hug her mother. Her mom is wearing a pair of tight black sweats. I can see her mound and the fold of her pussy thru the material. She wearing a loose fitting. Dycke thought to himself for a moment, ‘What a stupid question that was.’ This goes for their agents, as well. Does anybody have any questions?’ No one said a word. They had never heard Dycke speak so forcefully, prior to this moment. Even Payne, who had seen Dycke, as emotional as he could be, had never heard this tone of voice. Dycke’s said, ‘Seeing that no questions have been raised, I have one. Fiona, do we need special permits to carry automatic weapons, in France?’ Fiona said, ‘Yes,.