She pushed against him, showing him with her body what she couldn’t currently tell him in words. He moved his hands to her waist to steady himself....Her bare breasts plastered against his chest, the sensual feel of her sending his pulse tripping. His fingers dug into her hips and he poured everything he had into the kiss. Their tongues intertwined and she made soft little sounds of urgency that pushed his self-control to breaking point. He wanted—needed—to be inside her; the way her hips ground. These guys were the peanut gallery, and along with me, we talked up and down each girl and graded their performance. They compared tits, bush, ass, sucking skills, anal, and all the rest you can think of. They couldn’t believe it all. They had asked 100 questions about filming, and had all sworn they were going to do it too. It was nuts. I had somehow taken a dare and turned it into a great night. Some of them wanted to borrow tapes, and I refused, but I offered to show them anytime they wanted. Not fat or even plump; just enough extra to give her a perky pair of tits (34 B's) with a butt, legs and hips to drool over. Val, on the other hand, was short and had a runner's build; not an extra ounce of anything. Thus, she was muscularly thin. While her ass had some shape, it was hard as a rock and there were no hips to speak of. She also had jet black hair, and a dark tan from her constant exposure to the sun. When the bikini tops came off, the differences were even more obvious. Teri had. He didn't tell any lies except forthe first question when he purposefully misanswered his birthday toprove that the rings and their powers were for real. It was prettyamazing!I could hardly wait to get Carl over to my house. Ever since Paul'dhanded over those rings, I'd been fantasizing about turning my bestfriend Carl into my best girlfriend Kylie. Even now I was getting a bithard thinking about it. Carl and I were definitely not movers in thecool clique at our high school. Silver spoon "it".