Karen and Lauren tried unsuccessfully to stifle their moans as their new boyfriends massaged baby oil into their skin; Instead, they both whispered ho... much they loved hands on their body, and made many excuses to have new coats of oil liberally applied throughout the day.It got chilly toward evening, so they packed up and walked up and down the strip, doing the typical teenage tourist activities, including an air-hockey death match in one of the arcades. The girls won, of course, since they. . and how to win competitions. When she trained, it was for weeks at a time, and she stayed in his spare bedroom instead of driving back home five hours away.They were buddies.Now, he figured, he'd blown it."Uncle Bob!" came her strident voice.He turned, ready for her anger, but she surprised him."I'm sorry" she said meekly. "There's this guy... and he makes me feel all... gooshy inside. And I wanted to make him notice me. So I... um... changed my outfit a little, because he's coming to the. The short flexible double-headed dildo seemed to come to live in our mouths; twitching, eager to fuck something. Sam gently inserted one moist end through the open-crotch of my black leggings and between my pussy lips; the other end inside her pussy beneath a gorgeous triangle of red pubic hair.As she rocked her hips forward the dildo powered high into the depths of my cunt, making me tingle all over. I returned the favour and Sam smiled: “You’ve got it babe – just the tiniest movements get. Our meals arrive and they look delicious. We both dig in to our dinner and drinks. As I’m about to take another mouthful, I see you take my panties and bring them to your nose. You inhale deeply as I sit there with the fork dangling in front of my gaping mouth. I stare at you incredulously. I cannot believe what you have just done. You grin at me wickedly as you put them back in your pocket. “They smell way better than our food,” you say, as if in explanation. As we finish our meals, the waiter.