As he sucked on one tit and massaged the other, her brain seemed to melt and trickle down to her pussy. Literally! Suddenly she felt the sex juices st...art oozing out of her cunt. She knew from her anatomy classes what this meant: she was aroused. It had never happened to her before with a man and she surely hadn’t intended for it to happen here, in a dark corner being fondled by a boy she didn’t know. But when Charlie’s hand left her left tit and made its way to the waistband of her skirt, she. My....God....yes!” She hissed out a word each time she bounced up and down on his shaft, leaning up and tossing back her long blonde hair as she made wide “I’m being fucked” eyes to her camera phone. Her heavy breasts bounced freely with her movements, her nipples hard and firm, and he held her by the hips as she worked herself hard over him. She sunk down and clamped her pussy around his cock, leaning forward to give him a wonderful view of her bottom, the tight pulsing rosebud of her anus,. Dr. George had been right: There really is not all that much to see. The room itself is rather small and lacks windows, but remains reasonably well-lit from a set of recessed fluorescent lighting fixtures installed in the ceiling panels. The sole furnishing is a standard full sized mattress and box spring supported on a common metal frame – no headboard – outfitted with clean white sheets and a few randomly scattered pillows of various sizes. A narrow pathway around the foot of the bed. Ever! As we climbed the stairs, it took every ounce of will power I had not to stare at the beautiful vision of Laurie’s butt not three feet away from my face, wiggling delightfully with every step she took. It was a good thing too, because out of the corner of my eye, I saw Julia Watson staring at me. She was not giving a look of scrutiny, but, loving, the same way my mother does from time to time. When we got to the top of the stairs, we took a few steps down the hall to where two doors stood.