..I take the still warm oil and start to seductively drip it on your breasts. Your nipples, still turgid from your recent orgasm, reach and beg to be...coated... I do not disappoint them.Then I move the bottle further down... further... until I am pouring the slick lotion on your bar pussy. You spread your legs to allow the last of it to splatter on your distended clit. I hear you moan, and your body shudders.I set the empty bottle aside and start to work the oil into your skin, first moving. Like a virgin. (Oh that sounds so fucking cheesy! Especially since the song was a big thing around the time I was Robert's age!)But I can honestly say that I've never, ever been with anyone and felt the things I did with him. It was lovemaking, it was a pounding fuck, it was sweet and naughty as hell and so much more. As I look back on it, I think the experience was heightened greatly for me because I had never anticipated anything in my life as much as I had this. But also because the whole. “Why are you in bed with us?” Carlita asked me.“I was scared by the bad weather.”“But you took your clothes off,” Lita returned.“I know. I saw everybody in the bed had no clothes. I thought it was necessary. My family is in this bed. I was with them. As they were, so was I.” Maybe I am a bad girl for the next part because I changed my voice to that of a frightened child. “Did I do wrong?” I let my voice waver as if on the edge of crying.Brindy wrapped her arms around me. “No, Mila. It is just a. Immediately without thought I crossed the room and rummaged through his drawers. There were so many pieces of paper this would take ages. I tried to work fast, looking for my handwriting amongst all the others.“It’s just NOT here!” I shouted out loud in frustration, not caring who came or saw me. The game was up.I saw his shadow before I saw him. His silhouette outlined across the floor from the light in the hallway. Daring not to turn my body trembled with fear. Not only had he now obviously.