" "Yes Baby Doll, I'm on my way," I replied chuckling to myself, "Pullin up to it right now as we speak actually. Let me call you right back Love, got...a get my bags out of the trunk. I don’t want to miss my flight." "Okay Babe, call me back when you can. Love you," Kia responded giggling sweetly. My heart swelled as I replied, "Love you too Babe, and I will." . I veered around to the back of the car to get my bags out and noticed that the palms of my hands were already getting slick with sweat. He could feel Michael’s urgency when he grabbed and groped his ass; he felt it every time he turned him around or pushed against a tree or when his erection was prodding insistiently against Noah’s ass. He knew Michael would never go against his wishes but every time they were making out he could sense Michael was ready to flip him on the spot, had he given any sign of compliance. The thought itself turned him own so much, Noah would often find himself laying in his bed at night, imagining. I looked back at Dawne again and saw her put down the glass of wine on the dresser. Knowing she had my attention even though I was busy taking control of her daughter Dawne began to rub her breasts; partly for her own enjoyment and partly for me. She lifted up her breasts and squeezed them before rubbing her hands over her nipples. Her chest was rising and falling as she filled with near breathless excitement. Charlotte meanwhile had entirely surrendered herself to me. Spurred on by Dawne's. Dunken and Mrs. Adams talk you check her out but you can't see much from the back of the room. You can see she's got dark purple, almost black, hair and she's wearing a deep red skirt with a tight-fitting leather jacket and high black combat boots. As you look her over you realize she's also got her eyes on you. You instantly look away and hope you weren't too obvious with your oogling. You look back up as Mrs. Adams calls the class's attention."This is Julie Smith," she says matter-of-factly,.