At thebeginning, she nearly gave herself away by wanting to greet an old familyfriend of classmate, only to realize what she was about to do at the la...stmoment, and shy away. She developed a technique similar to that ofBernshtein - to her too, the whole world was a stage and she was in themiddle of it, acting a part.When the final production of "The Legend of Love" opened, she became aninstant star, Simyon Yakubovich Bernshtein was again in the audience andwrote another rapturous column about. " I'm sorry," she whispered."I'm not." Really?" You have no idea how long I've dreamed of being here with you, like this." Even if it's only petting?" You don't understand. It's not only petting. It's getting to pet ... you." Oh, Chad," she rasped. "I'm in so much trouble right now." No you aren't. We'll be fine." Promise me," she begged."I promise," he said, simply.He saw the tenseness in her shoulders dissipate."You sit there," she said, pointing at her bed.He did, and she reached behind her. But never knew you liked ass so much. Otherwise I might have picked a different punishment. Oh well though. And you like feet too don’t you?” I didn’t answer but it must have been clear on my face how easily this girl knew my secret desires.“Hmm let’s think. First off you gotta lose those clothes.” Without another word she stepped forward and removed my shorts and pulled my boxers down, my cock ready for action. My shirt was lifted over my head and I stood there bare and naked. “Good, good. Now. Her hand trailed down over Natalie's flat stomach and started rubbing her pussy. Natalie's legs parted as the pleasure increased. Cassandra knew something about pussys as well. She bent her head and kissed and licked at Natalie's small tits. Natalie must have still been worked up from the earlier lovemaking as she quickly reached her climax. Cassandra's hand was a blur over her pussy as Natalie cried out and her body shivered, her hips coming up off the bed as juice poured from her pussy..