At the top of the fold there was a small button, glowing red. Everytime Tiffany would move over the button her whole body would shake. Tiffany moved h...r other hand lower to the bottom of the folds and their was small hole. Tiffany slipped a finger inside the hole and she moaned. Libby kept looking at her friend and she had a strange warm feeling in her own kitty. Tiffany had now picked up speed and was almost slamming her whole hand into her hole and stroking her button furiously, while her. She arched her back and pressed her ass into his crotch. Her hands groped his loins. He flipped her short top over her protruding breasts, exposing them. Dave hefted her milkers in his strong hands. The firm globes felt smooth and woarm in his hands. At first, he avoided touching her aching nipples. He squeezed and kneaded her tender mammaries. His fingers grazed her angry red aureoles. Her chest heaved with desire. Finally, he ran his fingertips over her hard tit tips. He rotated his hands. Kate was a little angry, even though she had more sales on her first night than I did. I figured it must have been the owner of the gallery that set her off if the two boys were anything alike. We were all looking forward to Nebraska on Friday, though. Lissa called Monday and said they were flying back to Seattle. None of them liked the San Francisco art scene.Tuesday, I could sense a change in Melody. I wasn’t sure what the deal was. After we talked to our wives Tuesday morning, Melody got. Really muscular. We spoke for a while. His name was james. Then my dad and he were gonna discuss business so i went to my room. They we drinking and chatting.I was really bored so i went to the living room. They were getting high now. I joined them. I was wearing white shorts and a mauve tee which showed off some of my cleavage. I sat down next to james. I felt him staring at my body and when i looked at him,he looked away. I pretended not to notice. My dad was just too drunk. Slowly, I sat.