" I continued on. But down to her thighs, then knees and calves. Jen began moving her ass around like she was waving to me with it. I chuckled to myse...f, but not silently enough."What are laughing at?" That you're so horny." I said it in a nice way, but just to make sure: "I'm not laughing AT you, Jen ... I just appreciate a girl who doesn't play games." I LOVE games!" That's not what I meant, and you know it ... don't you!" Yeah ... I was just giving you a hint. But you know THAT, don't. There is the entrepreneur Cole who gets drunk way too often. There is Sereena the brunette protester who is crazy about her jean jacket. She is quite scary at times, but she is also as cuddly as a puppy inside. There is the affectionate Brooke who has long brown hair. She almost squashed me with a hug on the first time she saw me. One of the best things about living with her is that her sense of fashion has rubbed off on me.There are three of my friends that I have not mentioned yet and there. She didn’t do the up-down jumping movement. She moved her ass front and back so it was more pleasurable for me and I was soon going to cum. I tried to hold on. I diverted my thoughts and concentrated on admiring the movement of her breasts. They were soft and jiggled with the movements.She had her head tilted up and had her eyes closed to enjoy the moment. Her hair flowed and kept brushing her shoulders. I reached up and pressed both her boobs and crushed them in my palms. I pinched her nipples. "OK. Open it."The room was large, damp. Rock formations dropped down from the ceiling, whether stalagmites or stalactites he wasn't sure. The Poles had no name for them, so James was free to invent his own. He was considering "George". The floor had been smoothed, but that was, so far, the extent of the construction.Seated on a chair in the middle of the floor, lit by hanging lamps, sat an Elf.James regarded the stranger. Like Far, he was muscular, yet scrawny, a wiry strength hidden under dark.