She mumbled something incoherent and rolled onto her belly. He was already reaching for the old afghan that always hung over the back of the sofa. Unf...lding it, he laid it over her shoulders, tugging it down so it covered her toes. He’d come over as fast as his sleeping body and traffic would allow. In his rush, he’d pulled on a hoodie, and a pair of old work boots, his pajama bottoms bunched up at the top of his unlaced boots. He stepped out of the boots and made his way down the short. Currently i am 25 yrs old.Now coming to the story, the story is of the time when i was in 12th grade ( age 18). We use to live in an apartment and the lucky guy in the story was from 2 floors beneath us.Describing him, he was a well build and very good looking guys with a good sense of humor and take my words knew his way in bed. He was a friend of my brother to begin with but later became friends with me too. He was 3 years older than me and I admired from the day I saw him but I was taking my. You can pick it up at the reception window on your way out. Please sign this paperwork that your son and daughter are over the age of twenty one." As I sign the paperwork, Keally grabs my son's hand and takes him to his dressing room. The place becomes busy and the green carpet is taken out revealing the cement floor underneath. Then, one of the guys rolls out a brand new Harley Davidson motorcycle and parks it in the center of the stage area.Keally comes back a few minutes later and invites me. Mike was playing with my tits and Dave was fingering my pussy as I came panting like a slut telling them I would do the striptease, but would need some coaxing and support from the guys!” I smiled noticing the bulge in James underwear increase dramatically.“Dave said he would ensure that he and Mike would turn me on so much that I would be desperate to strip, with or without your consent!”James face was flushed and his hands were visibly trembling.“Where was this conversation held?” James asked.