I feel no underwear when my hands press against your wet and hot pussy. I start running my fingers up and down your pussy, you put your hand on my cro...ch and you feel how hard I have become. You unzip my pants and pull my cock out. The feeling of your hands around my cock sends me into a wild frenzy.The girl beside you gets so horny and is filled with so much lust that she begins playing with her clit, even though she tries to hide it beneath her clothes. Her motions and sounds is a dead give. She looked at me, her hands still around my neck. "The buttons are on the front."I wasn't an idiot, not at that moment. I moved my hands to her front and started to unbutton her dress. I had some problem doing it as my hands were trembling. Jennifer was wearing a black seamless deep-V bra with a front closure. One-third of her breasts were exposed by the bra coverage making a strong and intriguing contrast between her fair skin and her dark lingerie. I gulped when I put a hand on her bra.. Then her eyes lit up as she fondly recalled the spanking Alan had given her just the night before. She started to realize that Suzanne hadn't betrayed her after all. But she wisely kept her mouth shut to see what else the wily redhead would come up with."A spanking?" Susan was shocked. "But, but, they're not little children anymore! Is it really the only way?" Are you too softhearted to punish her properly?" Come on! There has to be another way. Katherine, Angel, you'd never agree to this,. There was only one thing that bothered me. I was confused by her asking dad to forgive me. What did I do? It was her! Dad died that summer and I buried him in the cemetery where he had plots for the three of us. Mom’s hadn’t been used of course and I doubted I would ever use the third. The ceremony was short and attended by a very few of his friends. Dad had withdrawn after mom left and the many friends he once enjoyed had slowly dwindled. As the last mourner left, I stood there over the hole.