’ she whispered... ‘lay still..’her hands cupped my vagina massaging.... Carressing my vagina with care. Hot wicked kisses....enveloped my vagin.... her finger slid gently deep in my curls. Stroking my hair.stroking..stroking stroking...gently.. stroking my hair.tugging my vagina.(tracing me slowly with her finger.) twirling... around...Turning me with her finger& kissing me between my legs gently.kissing me in heat between my legs.rubbing me hard.suckling me deep .hard. her mouth now deep on my. Outside, in the car park, Shawna was leant against Briana's car, shaking visibly."Here," Hope said, passing the laptop to Lorraine. She gestured for her to wait, and approached the car slowly."Sho, honey." I'll be alright," Shawna assured her, not turning. "I just... I needed some air."Hope rubbed Shawna's back gently."I just... I wanted to say thank you. I can't believe you came here of all places for me." I..." she began to reply, but trembled harder."It's alright. You don't have to explain,". Lena had been worrying me for a long time, but I held my tongue anddidn't say anything sarcastic. "What do you mean?" "Well, she's really concerned...no, make that obsessed with the ideathat you might leave the group before our next concerts with Stacy." "I told everyone that I'm not leaving, isn't that good enough for her?" "I don't know. She has never really accepted you as family. I know ithasn't been easy for you since Dad died. Yeah, I've noticed how she'streated you and I'm sorry." "It's. A bit of a wingedeyeliner at the outer creases drew even more attention, and a few verytiny opal and yellow jewels glued above his cheek bones at the outeredges added a touch more Arabian authenticity.He was afraid to touch his hair, as it almost looked fake as his sisterhad not just stunned him with his makeup but with how she recrafted hishairdo. A three inch deep center part would serve as the divider for thetwo almost boomerang like curved lacquered wings that hovered over eacheye brow,.