He had decided that while the three of `em were in thewater, splashing around some, that to get Bob and Chuck to do some dickslapping and jerking, bot... to each other and to himself, as well as hissmacking their dicks around some, that just might take some of the tensionoff. Sammy's dick was hard, he was ready and anxious, Bob's dick was onthe "kinda hard" list, and Chuck's dick, the way he was now playing withit, ---it was gonna be black and blue pretty soon! The dick play in thecreek, and. Come home with me and you can get cleaned up while I wash those clothes for you.’ I started to protest, ‘Look, you don’t even know me. Didn’t your mother warn…’ ‘Yes she did.’ The way she said it made me regret the question. Then her tone softened again. ‘I think you’re more of a threat to yourself than to anyone else. By the way my name is Misha.’ As she said this she stuck her hands down in front of me. I grasped them. They were warm, of course. She helped pull me to my feet with surprising. I bite my lip. "God, you have got to stop doing that." Colton's eyes drop down to stare at my mouth. "Doing what?" I question. "Biting your lip." "Oh," I say, releasing my hold on my lip. "Mara... put your foot in my lap again," he says, his eyes sparkling. I hesitate, but why stop now? So I slide my leg up into his lap again, thankful that the table cloth would prevent anyone from seeing what's going on under our table. Colton's hand grips my ankle, tugging me closer before he slowly runs his. There was no mistaking where the right spot was this time. When he hit it, the tip moved all the way inside her, just like that. She grunted a little, she shifted, just a bit, but he managed to shift with her, to maintain his penetration. God, he thought, what now? The tightness, the heat of her flesh, was intoxicating, driving him for more. He started to fuck her, with tiny little motions, very gently, very slowly, pushing just a little harder each time. Suddenly, one push went further. What.