Right. Now!"I smiled and said, "Soon. But first, I need you to dip your fingers again."She did as she was asked and brought them out glistening once a...gain. I then directed her to lick them clean herself. She smiled and brought both fingers to her lips. But rather than plunging them into her mouth, she instead made a "V" with her fingers and used her tongue to lick between them. I laughed, leaned over and whispered, "Is that how you imagine your first pussy will taste?"She then asked me how. "You ARE jumpy as a little cheerleader!" she managed to wheeze out between hearty laughs. "What is this: Halloween?" She tugged at his frizzy, dark brown wig. His heart throbbed loudly in his throat; whooshing sounds pounded in his ears. He silently cocked an eyebrow at her, trying desperately to seem cool, confident, poised."Can I take your purse?" she grinned. "No," he heard himself say, in a high-pitched squeak. "I can't stay for long, hon. I just stopped by on my way home from the bar. I. I was so wet. I’d never had that happen before. A bit scary. Maybe, I’d pissed myself. But, as I pressed my pussy, I got such a sweet sensation, such a thrill I couldn’t start to describe. I undid my bra. Wow, that sensation, as a slight breeze through the open window touched my breasts. Christ, what was happening. My nipples were so hard. Here I was, this young innocent girl, stripped to her knickers, showing her tits to a neighbour, old enough to be her father. I’d better stop now……….no, I. "How nice to be here, in the shade," said Alice; "come into theboat, Willie, we will sit in it a little while, and you shall read tome before we have a row." "Just as you please, Miss Alice," he replied, with unwonteddeference, stepping into the boat, and sitting down in the sternsheets. "Ah my head aches a little, let me recline it in your lap," saidAlice, throwing off her hat, and stretching herself along on acushion. "Why are you so precise this morning, Willie? Youknow I don't like to be.