Her whole body tenses and she inhales sharply as her fingers touch herself between the legs. “You got a head start on me,” she breathes. “Can yo... hold out a little while longer? I’d like to try to catch up.” Her fingers, which have been rubbing her clit, suddenly plunge inside her. She gasps loudly and her eyes widen at the wonderful sensations she feels. She laughs almost hysterically for a moment as her fingers tickle the inside of her pussy. Her eyes dart back and forth from my face to my. But then, neither had I, all those times she?d done evil things to me.Pete asked me next.?I poked her in her butt,? I said.?With what???With my fingers.??Why?? he asked.?I was goosing her,? I said.Barb had come in. She said, ?I don?t think that?s what?s meant by goosing.?She caught sight of Lindy?s wet tits then, at the bowls, the dripping milk.Pete said to Barb, ?It looks even half way innocent. Lindy doesn?t seem to be hurt. Did she do what you told her? Demerits on that list there???No,? I. He does not move back but snuggles me tight. His hands begin to caress my breasts through the blouse that separates his flesh from mine. The buttons begin to fall away one by one. My breath held then releases with a moan as each button slips free of its home. As my blouse is slowly opened before the window… I do not feel the cold only the warmth of his touch and the heat of the room. I feel his arms drop slightly to the button on my jeans… And with little effort the button yields… Then the. - - - - -I was absolutely whacked. By my reckoning I'd had about 3 ½ hours sleep and I was still pissed and stoned. I drew myself a good hot bath and threw in some Epsom salts. For some reason I thought that would help. As the water pressure was pathetic I cooked up some bacon and eggs while the bath was filling and ate them sitting on the toilet. (No I wasn't going to the toilet.) I would have looked a pathetic sight if anybody had seen me. The guilt of having rooted another woman while.