She wore a modest skirt that hugged her hips and bottom and hung to just above her knees. She began to unpack the bags but dropped a small packet onto... the floor.Tim was down before she could hardly move, but she did move slightly. When Tim looked up, he could see her mound directly facing him. Remembering what the girls had taught him, Tim placed his hands on her buttocks and pushed his face into her mound. Mrs Atkins made a soft moan but did not attempt to push Tim away. Tim's hand slipped. He had short wavy hair and two diamond studs protruding from each ear. He was wearing khaki cargo shorts and a sleeveless tank top which was showing off his immaculate biceps which were decorated by numerous tattoos.He lifted the Gucci shades which covered his face to reveal the most sensuous green eyes I had ever seen. "I think I have the window seat," he said with a deep voice that sent chills up my you know what.Now I have been around my share of sexy men. Hell I have had my share of sexy. "Nice, not bad," he commented. "How old are you again?" he asked. Six-six, sixteen she answered, her voice quavering and breaking. He reached down and pulled her shorts down over her ass, gazed at her little white silk panties. Slowly, staring into her eyes, he slipped his hands into her panties and slid a finger into her slit. His finger probed her dry opening causing her to flinch and cry out. Faintly, Janey could hear the Marsha crying in the car trunk. She wondered how long it would be. "Lookimg at me i closed my mouth and waited. Seconds turned into minutes and as you peered at me i lowered my eyes and waited for you commands."I want you to push the chair back from the table far enough that i have a full view of my pussy. Once you have done that i want you to spread your legs. I want you stick your fingers in your pussy and fuck yourself. You are not to cum until i say so and i want to see pussy juice on your fingers. Once i allow you to cum i want you to take one hand and.