" I lean forward and flick my tongue over your lips."God, Sir," you moan."Fuck your fingers." You start sliding them in and out. "Fuck them." You gasp... fucking them harder. "Push at them. Use your hips." Goddd..." Stop." You hold still and whimper softly. "Don't move. Slide them slowly out." You tremble as you do. "Good girl. I want you to pinch your nipple with your wet fingers." Which one?" you ask, your hand floating in mid-air."This one," I say, flicking it with my pointed finger. You bring. She scanned his bare chest, almost biting her lip. ‘Oh, alright,’ he said, still a bit amazed that the girl he’d been fantasizing about for the past two months was actually in his room. He closed the door. A little chuckle escaped her throat, and she walked towards him as his back was facing her. When he turned around, she was right there, inches away from him. She smiled slightly, and reached her hands up, taking his face between her hands and pulling it down to her own. Their lips connected. Jaquie looked on and wished that she could feel so happy with a boy.Herman left hurriedly after stuffing his little wilting knob back into his trousers. Petr closed the door behind him and looked for something to wash his cum off her face with. She saw Jaquie's tail piece of her costume for the first time and knelt to pick it up. Jaquie knew she'd be caught again any second, she just relaxed her body as much as she could and pretended to be passed out from the drinking. She was just glad that. A light touch on his shoulder made him turn to the side.'Here.'Another turn towards the illusive voice. Alan took a careful step. Away from the mirror? Towards it? He was already having trouble with his spatial awareness.'Come on,' Julie was giggling.In his head, Alan could see her face in perfect detail, the little grooves in her cheeks, the little crinkle in her nose, and her broad smile. He was about to call out when their lips met.At first, Alan was surprised, almost to the point of pulling.