As they left the shop, Elizabeth turned to Denise, and asked in an odd voice, "Have you got time for a coffee, Denise?" Of course, Elizabeth. For you ...'d make time, after the help you've given me — for this dress alone, it's been worth it."Just around the corner there was a small café. Elizabeth went straight in and looked around, then obviously spotted someone. She walked to a table where an elderly gentleman sat, drinking tea."Hello, James. Good of you to come," she said, placing her hand on. I rubbed my palm over her genital area, and though I couldn’t see it, I could tell she was clean shaved.“Miles!” She snapped, grabbing my wrist, “What are you-....oh...”I smiled at her reaction, in part because I had already began to finger her pussy. I used my middle and index fingers, and moved them to her clitoris. She jumped when I touched it, and gave me a look. I smiled, and kissed her on the lips before I began to rub her clit again. I made small circles with my fingers, making her. So, Saturday night I told my parents I was going out to friends, and then strolled off down the road until I came to the house number Katie had given me, and knocking on the door, Katie in tight little t-shirt and short skirt opened the door and smiled at me."Come in!" she grinnedSo, I stepped inside and found the house full of teenagers like us, drinking and partying and dancing to the loud part music, and then Katie introduce me to a few people, until she pointed out the birthday person, or. I began rocking forward and back, hugging myself. I was alone in the dark surrounded by strangers. Panic began creeping in.I sensed someone was nearby. Then I felt a finger tracing my toes from my big toe down to my pinky toe. Sparks bolted through my body. The finger began tracing the outside of my foot toward my heel. The hand cupped my heel and began working its way up my calf slowly massaging my lower leg as it ascended towards my knee. I was frozen. The hand crested my knee and began its.