Then I looked at Eddie Maize. He reminded me of a puppy in the front window of a pet store, wagging his tail and saying, 'pick me.'"What do I win if M...ize scores higher?" I asked. I already knew that I was going to accept the bet but I wanted Maize to appreciate what I was doing for him."It's not what you win. It's what you don't have to do. The loser has to dance with Marcy Cochran," Freeman proposed. I didn't remember Marcy Cochran but how bad could it be? I was inclined to accept the bet. The only exceptions were you and Jenny. However within twenty four hours of Jenny seducing Quentin, my mother and Sonya had corrupted her. That only left you.”“The spy who is blissfully unaware of these goings on. How is this arranged.”“That's it we don't arrange things but we all accept that we don't have exclusive relationships and providing the people involved are comfortable anything goes well apart from anything i*****l. A lot of the basis is mutual affection”“Oh your mother as well. Oh. She also looked younger than twenty and could easily have passed for sixteen or seventeen.She wasn’t particularly sexually experienced, she had only ever slept with one guy, her long-term university boyfriend who she had split up with a few months previously. She also was quite shy and was a bit nervous on the night as she didn’t know many people, so she got stuck into the alcohol for a bit of Dutch courage.During the evening she got chatting to a very dark-skinned Indian guy around five years. I spread legs and massage higher. I can see your cute ass and that really nice pussy which causes me to have the start of an erection. My hands massage right up to your pussy but I do not touch it. Now I massage the butt cheeks, first lightly to get the lotion worked into each and then harder and harder. Fingers working from spine down butt crack and out to hip, I notice you wiggle a couple of times, cute you little vixen you. I work the butt cheeks for several minutes and then stop. .