Brent’s hand slid up Michelle’s thigh as he switched breasts. His fingers found the soft cotton, found the soft lips underneath it, and began gent...y rubbing. The fabric moistened as he pressed it into her wet opening. Pushing Brent’s face back from her breast, Michelle leaned in and kissed his mouth. “I’ll bet I know some other cream that you’d like,” Michelle said. Brent’s fingers were still working her pussy, leaving her panties wet. “I would love it.” Changing his position, Brent grabbed the. .." Taylor sighed."It's not the end of the world, you have shirts that will cover it up,right?" That's not the point! It won't go away for at least another week!"Taylor exclaimed. "They'll know who I am if I show up in my regularclothes with the same tan! That means another week stuck as a girl." Well, I hate to say it, but you've adapted pretty well despiteeverything," Aunt Agnes said. "It doesn't seem all that hard for you,so what's another week?" For one thing, I can't stand these stupid. Probably because she knew he was on his way over and he was going to fuck her so hard from behind. Then he started thinking about how soaking wet she was. It had been so long since he felt her wet pussy and tasted her sweet juices. It was always dripping wet and he just knew it was dripping wet right now. As he watched, she began to slowly rub her chest and squeeze her nipples through her bra. It was such a turn on and he felt lucky that he got to watch her. Her hips started gyrating into the. My cock was ready, hard as steel and its big purplish head as well as the shaft was lubed already. I pulled him closer to the edge of the bed as I stood on the floor aiming my missile directly to hit and destroy any resistance while entering. Slapping lovingly on his rounded buns, I told Frank to relax, cautioning him that otherwise it could hurt much more before the feeling of joy and ecstasy took over him. Then I announced that, I was going to go in his ass but shall stop soon to give his ass.