I'm just looking for some tips, you know. Where to find food and stuff. That kind of thing." You don't come from London, do you?" said the boy suspici...ously."I'm from the East Midlands. Near Nottingham. What's your name?" My name?" said the boy. "It's Ned. If you want me to help you, you're gonna have to let me fuck you. Is that a deal?"Eugenie had sort of expected exactly that kind of transaction. What other currency did she have? Then again, it wasn't like she was going to be a prostitute.. I sat there letting him look his fill, the desire in his eyes turning me on. I smiled at him, and lifted my leg placing my foot on the edge of the chair giving him a good view of my nicely waxed pussy. He slowly walked over to me, knelt down and leaned forward. He blew on my glistening pussy as he put his hands on my thighs and pushed me back into the chair. Leaning down he teased me with his tongue, lightly skimming it over me with feather light touches. I reached down to pull his head. You look great in that set," Jane stated honestly as I blushed. "Why don't you keep that set, the bra is a little small for me and you look so good in it." Thanks," I said just standing there, smiling at her "And thanks again for being so kind about this."Jane stood up and came and gave me a hug. "Hmmm my little brother is getting some pretty good muscles," she said as we embraced. My arms wrapped round her, we just stood there holding each other. Before I knew what was happening I could. With it being obvious that Michele's hymen was a thing of the past, I wondered about getting rid of my hymen. It sounded like Michele certainly enjoyed the penetration, and I was getting interested in being able to shove something long and thick up inside me, why wait for a boyfriend to do it? Maybe Michele would like to wield her hairbrush handle on me, and do the honor of deflowering me. That started my juices creaming up again, and Michele eagerly scooped up more of my juices, licking her.