Her juices were glistening off the entire inside of her thighs. I then pushed my finger into her anus and she lurched back in surprise. “Michael ...... your finger is in my ass ... oh god ... don’t ... oh Michael ... I think I like it.”I continued to move my finger from her vagina hole into her ass as I licked her clitoris. Her legs began shaking and she pulled at and pinched her nipples moaning and begging me to go faster. Her hips rose off the blanket and she threw her head back. “Cummmming .... They soon finished the game and came over to me and started asking me questions, my name, was I marred, yes I was, was I alone and did my husband know I was out in that bikini? I answered them all and then stood up with two more beers in my hands and I began walking back to the blanket I had laid out. Well guys, thanks for the show and the beer, I am going back to my blanket all alone and think naughty thoughts. Too bad we cant come with you. one said. Who said you could not come? I said and. Probably sounds like a valley girl when she talks." With that said, Joetook the fake ID and cut it in half. To see if his assumption worked hethrew out one last suggestion, "Oh and her butt is probably bigger thanyours." Nothing happened. He knew he did it. He trapped Chris in thisteenage bimbo, and now it was time to claim his reward. He waited forChris to make the first move.Chris stood up off of the bed and glared at Joe. "Joe, you, like, reallystink." His voice was much higher than before.. She took my hand and came close to me, and lowering her eyes, she asked me if I really had to go. I told her that I did, else I would miss my last train home, to which she asked me if I had anyone to go home to. I told her honestly that I didn’t, and she then looked up at me with those eyes, and said “Good, come home with me then”. I didn’t argue. We didn’t have far to go as she actually lived in the Barbican itself, in a two bedroom flat, with a very smartly furnished living room. I think.