.. "Please!" Amy started to mewl like the little girl she still was."Please Mr Bristol?"I shook my head to clear it of the pleading. But what the hell.... What could the young little fucker do with me there? I'd keep an eye on things. "Okay girls."Amy and Valerie began to jump up and down and hug each other excitedly like teenage girls do."See you tonight at seven," Amy said and she got in and I watched Valerie's girlish ass sway in her tennis skirt as she walked towards her front door."Why did. They had to be close to a size D. "Oh fuck that feels good. Don't stop that." She picked up the pace and really started to ride me. She was getting a bit louder, and suddenly her hat fell off. She stopped. "Oh fuck, my hat. I don't want to get off, you feel so fucking good." "I love your hair anyway. Keep going Cowgirl." She continued on and picked up the pace even more. I sensed she was getting close. I took my right hand and rubbed her clit. "Oh fuck yes! YES! OH MY GOD!!!!" I took my left. .. but if the moment is right for you, I might be willing!" My young little temptress was indeed quite in the mood, and her hand started to slide under my covers to softly probe at what was hidden underneath. There was quite a lot to find actually, since I invariably sleep in the all-together unless it is unusually cold."Miranda! Now stop that, and let me get up and get dressed. We need to get to Bel's office early this morning ... and without distractions. Besides, you're still a child,. Fuck, you taste good. More. More. You're going to need to change your panties. Or better yet, just give them to me. Yeah, they're in the way. Take them off. Do it. Atta girl. That's better. Oh, yeah. Listen. Can you feel this? How 'bout this? I'm gonna barely touch you; let's see how far we can take it. Hhhh. Yeah. Say it again. Let it happen. You want it, I want it. I want you to. It's alright. Let them see. Come on, do it. Cum for me. Let it happen. Yes. Yes. Oh, yeah. God, I want to fuck.