He snogged my face off and his tongue felt great as I sucked it and him mine. He was feeling my arse and I was his and then these other lads got behin... him in a line. One after the other the lads lined up taking turns snogging me and feeling my arse. Some tried their luck by either feeling my tits or putting a hand up my dress and fingering me a bit. I loved it as each lad had his way with me and it felt great as they had their hands all over my body. Craig then had his turn again and he then. In the morning it will be as you wish." Mary grabbed the little vial of clear liquid. She stared at it. Was she being conned? Was she pinning all of her, and Tommy's, hopes on a pipe dream? But no! She had found Mrs. Borgia on the Internet. She had to be real! The Internet was the modern electronic highway. If you stayed on the highway, off the side streets, then you couldn't get blind-sided. Ron's death had taught her that. The old woman took the money; all Mary had left of the life insurance. She kept on blowing you, getting more and more into it. “Kate,” you said, “Are you wet?” “Mmmmmaybe,” was her shy answer. But you knew what she wanted. With a few more strokes, you asked, “Can you spin around for me?” Of course, she complied, and as she knelt over your face, and continued pleasuring you, you started to play with her little snatch. It’s dark thatch of hair reminded you of when you had first started dating her, and when she was all new and pure. You whispered, quietly,. I began to make out with Lisa as we drove and I noticed the cabbie adjust his mirror so he could see us better. As I kissed Lisa I pulled her leg toward me. When I did, she spread her legs apart and I reached under and started playing with her pussy. I had pulled her dress up so her pussy was plainly visible to the driver. The bookstore was only about 3 miles away but it took us about 25 minutes to get there. We finally arrived and I asked the driver how much we owed and he said, $10.00 should.