Well, well, Ms Hawkins.I'm sure that she had it planned all the time, but she pretended to step backwards off the chair and fall enough to cause my ha...ds to ride up her leg all the way to her crotch. She sat in the chair and pretended to feel faint. She also carried on about twisting her leg above her knee, and she wanted me to look at it because the school nurse had already gone home for the day.Now, let me ask you, would you have refused to look at a woman's thigh if she asked you to? Of. "Holy fuck!" I said. Kirby leaned over, gave me a kiss, got up and went over to the next bed, where two girls were having sex. She was so nonchalant about it, almost like nothing happened. I was a body that she could fuck before she moved on to the next one. That didn't bother me, it was a swing party, and she was a regular. By now, it was a little past three o'clock., a few people had left, but the party was still going strong. You could still hear headboards hitting the walls, skin slapping,. "No, it's fine. It's a lovely car, Mr Devonshire." No amount of adjustment of the seat, in any direction, would make any difference to the protrusion of her teats. Even if she were lying back almost horizontally, she felt as if they would be brushing against the ceiling. They were tingling and throbbing, too. They'd been doing a lot of that these last few weeks, and she'd assumed it was something to do with their growth. It wasn't an entirely unpleasant sensation, especially when it spread by. .. I feel you ... on my lips,” she replied ... her breathing becoming more rapid.The air was electrified by the interplay of the two women, leaving us men mesmerized as we silently played with our wettening cocks. If Dad was like me, he was dying to see what would happen next.“You know, when Papa Bob gets me excited, my little box gets soooo wet,” she whispered, looking straight at Dad. “Let Mama check to see how excited you are,” she continued, and she firmly cupped Erika’s bonne-bouche in her.