Her hands roam further over her body: her neck, her sides, her thighs; as her arousal builds her eyes do not leave mine, but do feel that I’m on the...menu and it feels good, god so good. I find it harder and harder to keep eye contact; yes that’s been pretty hard for awhile, as her hand moves over smooth moins. Her fingers move down between her lips, then stroke and play with each in turn. Jane glances down giving me permission to look not just with my peripheral vision as her fingers find. I confirmed the time and place with my gangbangees and I turned up on the day about an hour before to see what he had sorted out for the venue. When I arrived there was a big bed in the middle of a room, allowing access from all around. He had laid on refreshments, lube and condoms and it looked perfect.He asked me if he had done good and I told him he had done fantastically and rewarded him with a quick blowjob for his efforts. I sat on the edge of the bed and took his cock out, sliding it. Betty will be livid.The girls had just two choices left, but if Betty chose Al, Mel would be stuck with her own husband. Betty was a little annoyed with her speedy husband's intimate contact with my intimates. She watched him pull the twisted ribbon out of my twat. The friction nearly got me off early! As he let his fingers find their way inside me, Betty started her walk. She gained confidence as she strutted her shy self down the hall.She paused with her bare ass just inches from Davy's face.. There would be things she would have great fun shopping for andadding but what a start. And it was hers. In her room. In her size. Inher closet. Chrissy was overwhelmed. But not so overwhelmed that shedidn't know what to do next. Not at all.Chrissy simply did what any teenage girl would do when confronted with newoutfits. She attacked the closet. LOL. She remembered now spending threehours trying on every outfit and combination. And preening in the mirror.And finally at 2 am after carefully.