Wordlessly, the teen-ager leaned forward and pulled her sweater up over her head, putting it down on the desk. She undid her bra straps and put the bra on top of the sweater. The cold air made her breasts feel funny, and her nipples got all wrinkled, but they were hurting more than ever.

"All right," she whispered.

Clint, his palms moist with nervous perspiration, reached over the girl's shoulders and gently cupped his hands over the warm, firm mounds of her tits.

"Ohhh!" Jenny moaned at the touch of his hands. It hurt so wonderfully! A strange heat was building up in her stomach, and she tried rubbing it, but it wouldn't go away.

Clint, his cock getting harder every second, slowly and gently manipulated the teen-ager's breasts, feeling her nipples thickening under his fingers. The more he caressed her, the more Jenny wiggled on her chair, unconscious of her action.

"Getting better now, Jenny?" he asked kissing her hair softly.

"Sorta," the girl gasped. "But my belly hurts something awful!"

"Lift your hips and take your panties off," Clint suggested.

Dazed, Jenny did as he told her. The touch of his hands on her body was driving her crazy.

"I'm going to touch you some more, Jenny. All right?" Clint was ready to blow his load in his pants he was so excited.

"Ummm, anything," the girl sighed.

Keeping one hand on her breast, Clint reached down and slid his hand between her legs. Jenny kept her thighs together for a moment, but a gentle flick of Clint's fingers on her nipple made her open them.

Jenny shuddered as Clint's expert fingers slid against the warmth of her pussy. She spread her legs further apart, and Clint gently split the lips with his finger, feeling for the tiny nubbin of her clit.

"Jessssss!" Jenny nearly screamed as he touched her. His fingers were touching the one, exact spot where all the pain was focused. A buzzing noise started in her head and rapidly became a roar. Jenny was only aware of his fingers touching her, ever so lightly.