They lay down on the cot and continued their exchange of fondling. They pushed their jeans off their bodies and away. Erika squeezed Scarlett's cunt t...rough her lavender panties."Wet," she said with a grin.Scarlett chuckled and put a hand on Erika's crotch. "You're wet too." She stroked the lips of the other girl's slit and then stuck a finger inside. Two sharp quick motions up and down, then Scarlett flicked Erika's clit. Erika gasped as she repeated the movements. Good, Scarlett thought. I. She can almost taste Becca's sweet breath as the girl talks. "Yeah, anyways, thanks for inviting me out. I've wanted to have a few more friends in this area," Becca explains. As Stacy hears the words, panic sets in. Oh god… friends? Oh no! She thinks… Oh god I'm an idiot… "I'm just kidding. This is a date right?" Becca giggles, looking to Stacy with her giant eyes. Stacy's body relaxes again. She can feel her pulse beating in her neck. "Yes… um… I thought it was a date…" Stacy mumbles. "Good.. She wanted him. Badly. She finally admitted it to herself.What was the attraction? It couldn’t have been just physical; after all, they had just met in person that day. He was neither classically handsome, nor was his body rock-hard chiseled. He was good-looking, but then again, so was her boyfriend.Nor was it really an emotional connection. They shared some common interests, but at the same time were different enough that she never thought about him as a long-term investment of her time and. I was balling my eyes out. Carl pulled over the car and hugged me. You can guess what happened. The stress, tension, anger and sadness. Carl and I started kissing. His hands were all over me. Carl pulled off my shirt and I knew what he wanted. I knew what he was thinking. Carl wanted to finally get his hands (and mouth) on my big shapely tits. I would catch him sneaking looks when he thought I wasn’t looking. Yes sometimes I would play it up. Make them shake or bounce knowing he was watching..