"C'mon Tracie," she hates being called Tracie, "I was trying to be playful. That's no reason to toss a guy out an airlock," you say, trying to lighten...the mood in hopes she'll let you back in. From the look on her face, she's not buying it. You hardly even notice the look on her face though because your eyes keep scanning up and down her blue-skinned body from the patch of white hair above her pussy to her iceberg-tip nipples."Fuck you, Doe! I'm going to make sure you're assigned to the. In Vicky's case it was different though. She would receive a bare bottom spanking and then have to stand in the corner for quite a long time. She was sometimes aware of her grandfather smoking his pipe, the scent of tobacco in the air.She was also aware of something else happening although as a child she didn't know quite what it was. Later when she was eleven she caught her brother Steve masturbating. She was intrigued by his stiff cock and asked if she might play with it. Soon she learned to. She then said, "Since you like my tits so much (another great turn-on, a woman referring to her "tits), would you like to touch them?" I didn't answer with words - merely with a slow, gentle reach out to capture her tits in my hands. While cupping these wonderful mounds in my palsm, my thumbs found her nipples and I began to stroke them. Susie moaned.Almost as if on cue, we both said, "Let's go to the room!" We wrapped in towels, grabbed our clothes and got in the elevator. I took a chance. “So, how many guys did we fuck, anyway?” Tracey now asks Christine. “There’s 53 on the roster and I’m pretty sure we fucked all of them! Plus Aaron and J.J.!” Christine replies. “Two chicks, 55 guys, that’s impressive!” J.J. assures the two sluts as he continues to slowly thump Tracey’s pussy. “Yeah, that’s a lot of dick!” Aaron agrees. “Oh shit! I’m going to cum!” Christine suddenly exclaims. She moans loudly as a powerful orgasm surges through her. “Holy shit! Aaron, you’re hitting it just.