Kate remembered little – or chose to remember little – of anything else that happened for the next twelve hours except that Blake seemed to have h...s fingers, tongue, or cock in one of her orifices almost every waking moment. Her body and mind were at a level of satisfaction and contentment far above any other in her experience, As Blake was fingering her asshole, tweaking a nipple, and nibbling on her neck, Kate’s serenity was disturbed and she was jolted back to reality with a loud buzz from. Meet billie she said as she pushed me towards steve he looked at me and smiled come here billie he said and sat me on his lap, as he did this he put his arm around me and started to kiss me , i pulled back but he pulled me to him and forced his tongue into my mouth as he was kissing me his hands then stated to feel me he squeezed my nipple through my blouse and bra and ran his hand over my stockings and up my skirt, steve kept feeling and kissing me he then stood me up and stood in front of me. Outwardly ignoring the fleeting grasps at her skirts. But privately, growing more and more aware of her body’s reaction to the excitement, as it instinctively moves back or presses forward against open hands and errant fingers. She continues to make her way closer to the platform. A reed caught in the swell of fast rising water, she pushes herself onward. Wanting, needing to be closer. To see the anguish in these men’s eyes, to watch as their look shifts to a brief, yet brilliant flash of hope. We each put on white shoes with small heels and some jewelry. I put on some clip on hoop earrings as I had not as yet had my ears pierced.When I looked at our reflection in the mirror I thought we looked terrific and very smart. There was no way you could detect that I was anything other than a good-looking woman.Sally Anne gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek and headed downstairs.I really felt very smart as I followed her and in a way I enjoyed knowing I looked so 'normal'. We got into the.