They won't bite." Tentatively, I reached out cupping one, letting my fingers trace around her nipple. She moaned softly. I stopped. "Don't stop. That ...eels real nice." I continued to explore, using both hands now, my fingers dancing all over her areolas. "I have to admit, I was really worried that y'all would slap my hands away and be on the next bus out of town." I'll admit, it did take me by surprise, but it felt kind of nice." I said as I removed both hands from her chest.She smiled shyly,. “Bradly, go up and check on Ricky. And get a bowl and take some corn to my lil bro” “Sure, Dillon”As the porn takes hold, we all begin to rub on our dicks. Me, on my back, and head on a pillow, give my legs a slight spread. I pop the buttons on my 501's, and run my hand inside, now rubbing on my dick in an up and down matter. Couple of the guys get brave, and actually shuck out of their jeans, now kicked back in their undies. I issue the first 'rule' of the 'club', “Aight you fucks, after. The smell of sex was heavy in the room, and it made me want to fuck her little rabbit cunt again and again. She was so tiny, so tight, and her sex perfume was even more effective on me than Mattie’s, so that I might have lost my way and chased cotton tails for the rest of my life. Fucking her senseless was pure adrenalin rush, with no emotion or commitment. Visions of a stable of bunnies turning tricks for me and begging me to fuck them nearly erased any good sense I might have ever had.It was. *** late Summer 1951. Denise Warburton picked up the phone and dialled the number of Cartwright, Simmons and Bray, solicitors at law. When the telephonist answered, she asked to be put through to young Mr. Bray. There was the usual short delay, and she sat listening to the irritating buzzes and squeaks on the line as she waited to be put through. ‘Don, hope I’m not disturbing you in the middle of something important, but I wondered if you were free for a bite of lunch?’ ‘I’ve got a two o’clock,.