It was very tight. I could see the curves of her bra. She removed my shirt and rubbing her front against my chest. I could feel her picky nipple on my...chest then she told me to kiss her neck.I kissed her neck and sucked there. She told me to remove her t-shirt but I stopped her. She then took one glass of water and poured into her t-shirt. My god her bra and the clevage were very clearly visible. She told me to ride my tank through the cleavage and I did it so then I told her and we have to. The omniscient, reality-bending entity tuts at this revelation and as fate would have it, thrusts the poor soul back into the world, making one key difference: it would overwhelm this individual with sex, whether they wanted it or not. The fix (to this strange, perverted spirit) was simple enough: everyone on the planet now believed that the only way to properly punish this special someone is sexually!This special someone’s name is… Adam Grant. (This can be changed in the sidebar.)The New. Now after a while that got to be too much for the guys. They would walk by and grab or put their face between my tits. Or run their finger across my pussy. They were not shy about it either. They didn't care how obvious they were. Then I gave up all hope of being discreet when two of them, holding my coat open, lingered in front of me playing with my tits. I looked over my shoulder everyone was watching me and the guys. I don't know if they knew I was naked. But they knew the guys were having. " Mike handed her his wallet. "I'm going to go shower." Mike playfully rubbed a sweaty arm against her, and she acted grossed out. "I could lick you clean." Helen thought to her self as she watched him disappear upstairs. Her dad was in great shape. His muscular legs filled the running shorts he had on, and the tank top he was wearing clung to his flat, sweaty stomach, and broad back. She couldn't help but bite her lip as she watched. She shook her head and began ordering the pizza..