Out of my drawer, I pulled my favorite beige half-slip and my lace-top nylons. I rolled up each stocking and then carefully stretched them up my legs....A tickle began just above my knees and shivered right up the inside of my thighs into the base of my clit as I smoothed up my nylons. I tugged the half-slip’s elastic waistband up and over my breasts and then spun it around so the lacy split in its hem displayed my festively decorated pussy perfectly. I purposely left my hair messy to enhance my. I took the phone off of her and pulled her up and pushed my cock to her mouth. As s he began to blow me Zo?egan to speak.“Hello, are you really doing it to my sister”?“Oh yes she fucking loves it, she is sucking my cock hard right now, where are you Zo?You're on the back of the bus. Are you alone? Good what I want you to do is play with your pussy then when you get home come right in and show me your wet pussy”.“Ok Rich I'm touching myself through my pants, oh my pussy is so wet, are you. The wet, pink sex crazed fog slowly lifts as she regains her senses. “Fuck. I felt like I was going to lose it. I was so hot, and you...”“I know,” Josie reassures her, smiling as she tucks her handkerchief back in her back pocket and leans in, softly kissing Belle’s lips as she explains. “I should have warned you. The melons are an incredible aphrodisiac. They turn cows into fuck crazed animals. Normal women out in the world just enjoy the fruit like they would any other, the same with men. But. They might be doing a waltz, they might be grinding, they could be cutting out paper dolls; I had no clue. Ben pulled his T-shirt over his head and reached for my shirt. I quickly unbuttoned it and hung it in my belt. He put his ass up against my crotch and started grinding. I had never danced with another guy before, and wasn’t sure what the norms were. So, I started grinding back. I could feel a stirring in my crotch from the friction; I would need to be careful. Two of the dance platforms.