Even though all she saw of Kelly’s hair was a few stray strands that were dangling out from beneath her winter cap. Given the time between throwing ...he snowball and getting knocked back from the slap Lilly had only a few seconds to look Kelly over. Aside from the dark hair Lilly noticed a young and beautiful face with nice green eyes. The kind of eyes that she could get lost in. As for Kelly’s body it was too covered up with clothing to get a good idea what she looked like but Lilly was sure. I don’t know why but Clay has a way of making me do that, even when I’m in one of my worst moods. It may be because of my makeup, or the slutty clothes I’m wearing, but he genuinely makes me feel special I suppose. It is easy for me to make men hard. It is easy for me to make them want to screw me. I haven’t really gotten the hang of making them adore me though, and it’s probably because I have a bad attitude more often than not, but that doesn’t stop Clay from doing it. Bless his worthless. Jae then moved herself back in to her chair, casually lifting her dress above her waist, and putting one leg on her desk, exposing her soaking wet panties. She then began rubbing her pussy through her panties with one hand, and squeezing and pulling on her breasts through her dress with the other. “Bob, I would love for you to taste my pussy,” Jae replied, pulling her soaked panties to one side, showing me how wet her pussy was. I could see her juices trickling down between her arse cheeks. I. As you brought your hand back up my leg, dragging your fingers up the insides of my thighs, my legs parted in response. My eyes fell closed as you let your fingers slide underneath my skirt and my breath caught as they paused at my panties. You let out a small laugh and I bit my lip, knowing that laugh meant you were planning on teasing me. I could sense your fingers, dancing right below where my panties were, not quite touching me. I began to lift my hips back, trying to press myself against.