In the meantime, the two other coaches had already stepped out of the shower and were getting dressed, still rambling about how they'd use Lara as the...ir cum dumpster but from where she and Lennard were still standing under the running water, little more than a whisper.He looked at his fingers that had proper dental imprints from which blood oozed. She grinned at him.“Did your naughty little girl hurt you, Daddy?” she asked with that infantile tone that made him weak, kneeling in front of him.. I am moving my fingers in and out on both her holes. She is standing there very uncomfortable and for the first time she touched me, placed her left hand on my shoulder for support. Suddenly and un expected thing happen, she leaned towards my face and kissed me on my lips for a moment. She stand again and I continuing my to and fro motion of my fingers in her holes. I felt the pussy pulsations and looks probably her orgasm is building. She kept her handkerchief in her mouth to not let her moan. " Her thighs fall open trembling as I put my finger into her mouth and she begins to suck it as if she were dying of thirst. After a few minutes I slid my finger out of her mouth and ran it down between her breasts, to her belly button and just to where the fine hairs of her pussy begin. "Wider again." Her thighs open wider yet. I ran my left hand down her knee to her ankle and grasp her right foot. I lift her right heel and place it over my left shoulder. This motion causes her to slide. I look to my left and there is a gents toilet, one of those ones that are underground, with the square blocky glass you cant see through, a sixties product, frustrating for a girl wanting to see men piss into a urinal.As my thoughts wander I realize a good fuck would be nice, but there are no cocks walking around, and I curse the weather, a good shag would generate some heat, and a nice orgasm to warm the cockles of my being.I was sixteen on that night, and already a veteran at cock.