Every movement of his stroking, rotating palms evoked new waves of electrifying erotic sensation from her manhandled young tits, sending responsive wa...es of feeling fanning outward and downward across her trembling torso to ignite responsive fires of budding lust between her tightly clenched young thighs.The fifteen-year-old virgin felt Sam Slade's hands leaving her breasts briefly, then returning to attack the tiny buttons which held her thin blouse together in front and soon the garment hung. She held her to her tightly, not wanting to let go. But Bailey pushed her back this time and she surrendered eagerly. And Bailey held nothing back in her explorations. She devoured every inch of Cassie's seductive body with abandon. Cassie could do nothing but let her. "Bailey. Yes. Please!" Bailey was intoxicated. Addicted. And she was never going to be satisfied with anyone or anything else ever again. Not after tonight. She'd found perfection in her best friend's body. And she hadn't even. He undressed and gently slipped into bed so as not to disturb her.He finally fell asleep about one in the morning.The alarm clock shattered his sleep and he groggily sat and yawned. Sally was already up and more than likely dealing with Kirsten getting ready for school.He performed his normal toilet routine and freshly showered and dressed came down to the kitchen for breakfast. Sally had made hotcakes and bacon. It smelled good, but he was late departing for an important meeting with a larger. They watched as the doe stood still, flipping her white tail high above her back as the buck sniffed her, then snorted with his head held high.“He’s about to mount her, you take him. I’ll take her,” Eli whispered as he leaned close to Isaac so he’d not be heard.“Shit, Eli. I can’t shoot him just as he’s about to mount her. I’ll kill her, you take him!”“You’re too soft-hearted, Isaac. I want that rack hanging on my wall!” Eli whispered as they sighted through their scopes.“Do it now, Eli. Don’t.