“Cherry.”“Finally, but now that you’ve guessed it I’ll have to try another flavor,” she said with a smile. “Well, got to cover up these ...xercise clothes or I might get arrested going into the gym.” I stared at her creamy thighs and ass in her tight shorts when she looked back at me.She didn’t say anything, just smiled. Her smile lit up the entire room. I would have given a million dollars to know what she was thinking at that moment.I smiled back and my heart started beating faster. God, how I. There was Steph walking around her room, removing her ear rings, shoes and the I watched as Steph removed her light sweater and stood the brushing her hair wearing a short skirt and a white bra. I could see the stitches on the bra. Steph reached behind herself and tossed her bra aside. Her breasts were firm looking cones capped with hard nipples and pale areolae. Her breasts jiggled with each step, womanly ripe bosoms, the first I had ever seen. I was in the 7th heaven of joy as I changed cams. There was no way to hide that I was grinding my pussy against his thigh, and he was nibbling along my neck and ear, sending shivers up and down my body. But every time he tried to get his hand on my boobs, I pulled it away. And when he tried to grab my ass, I again pulled his hand away.But I did make sure that as I ground against his thigh, my hip was rubbing against him. And I could hear his moans into my neck and him stiffen up right before I finally had my own come. I think I actually felt. “Hey Ireland, what’s that little thing called that you do on the first lick?” Gwen asked during a pause in Horizon Lines.I groaned quietly. Oh great... “This?” Muireann asked, playing the first bar of our snippet. “That’s a treble. An ornament we use in our music.”“It’s a neat sound,” Gwen said, before turning to stare at me. “Why isn’t he playing it with you?”“Oh, it’s tricky,” Muireann excused, giving me an apologetic smile.Gwen picked up her drum sticks and played her usual hi-hat rhythm for.