Angular sharp shoulders, and a back where the knobbles of the spine and the full details of the shoulder blades were delineated on her pale freckled s...kin. And the spine leading in a graceful arc along her neck to the one or two inch crop of her hair and those swinging earrings. The only thing she wore. Unlike Freddy, who still had on his socks and a tee shirt. And the earrings were of the cheap ethnic kind you could easily buy at Camden Lock or Portobello Road markets.Finally, it was over. Ella. Now all I had to do is wait for Saturday . The rest of the week seemed to drag along and every night before I fell asleep I would quietly rub my pussy and say Brad's name over and over it seem to make me cum harder . When Saturday finally got here I told my mom that I was going over to my girl friend's house Sara who lived a few blocks from us on my way to Walker park she said that I should be back home by supper time and I said OK mom I will , and off I rode on my bike to the park , my pussy. I heard him whisper is this what you're looking for ? I squeaked out a high pitched yes. Just like that it came through the hole. Well go ahead then suck it he said. For once I was a tad unsure. It was one thing to fantasize about being a girl and sucking and fucking men its another to actually do it. Yet here it was right in front of me. I was drawn to it. I had to have it in spite of my misgivings. As I touched it I was surprised at how warm it was. It was rock hard yet felt like velvet. I. Jenny’s legs opened as my fingers searched for her little clit and then her hole. There was absolutely no resistance as first one and then two of my fingers went into her. As they did she broke the kiss and let out a long slow moan. We collapsed to the floor and were soon in the ‘69’ position. I managed to make sure that Jenny was on the floor and me on top of her with my backside to the hole in the wall. Whoever was there would be getting an excellent view of my open pussy - when Jenny wasn’t.