”“That’s up to you, but once I recover, I’d rather fuck you senseless. Your choice!”She kissed me, “If you’re offering to fuck my brains... out, I’m not going to pass on that!”Once I recovered, I did exactly that. Afterwards, we enjoyed a nice shower together, changed the sheets on the bed and put the soiled sheets and wet towels in a laundry bag for me to take home. I locked up the apartment and we went down the steps and out to the sidewalk.“If that’s the reward for a good blowjob, you can have. It made me an intens happy woman.Twenty years older her, but I could and would let her squirm and groan with pleasure.As I continued to kiss her, I moved my hand to the inside of her thighs. I caressed her soft skin. I let go of her lips and saw her flushing, smiling face, biting her lip. So horny. I moved her a bit on the desk so I could take position between her legs. I licked her thighs, her labia, until I started to lick and suck her clit. I felt her hands in my hair and heard her moan. As. Not tonight. He didn’t know how she felt about that sort of thing and he didn’t want to ruin what could potentially be the best night of his life on account of being too adventurous - some day soon, perhaps. She kept her eyes closed for a while after letting out her deep sigh. She turned her head forward and pushed up with her arms, leaning her head back, arching further, pushing out her chest, and breathing in deep. Her breasts were perky and hard and wanted to be squeezed. She opened her. At my suggestion Miss Amore cranked up the volume and the girls went wild. The conversation turned to breast sizes and who had what on the bus. From there it went to who had sex, what positions they liked, and if they liked girls too. After that it was which ones of them would dare flash me when I was holding a camera.I knew they were all approximately fourteen years old, give or take a year, and that it could only cause me harm…but I couldn’t help but wonder if Miss Amore would join in.There.