Drip. You feel a familiar hand on your chin. I raise your eyes to meet mine and I stare into them intently. You know that one word is all it would tak... and it would all be over. Yet you don’t say it. A moment passes. Drip. It feels like an eternity staring into my deep blue eyes. Drip.I let go of your hand and move to your left side. You’re still immobile, head unmoving, legs shaking, eyes following my movement. You completely tune out the outside world as you feel a strike on your ass. The. Net, but that isn’t what I always did.Now, this is a particularly sensitive subject to me. When I first had a PE class in junior high, where you shower and change in front of the rest of the guys. Well, I didn’t think anything about stripping and showering.After the shower, while getting dressed, my best friend Michael said, “Man, Rich – you got quite the snake,” giving me a slap on the shoulder. This was before the era of ‘high-fives’.“What are you talking about, Mike? What snake?”“The one. She moaned into the pillow and ground herself into the soft sheets underneath. I know the intensity she was feeling; the sensations of soft pubic hair, wet pussy and a hard clit pressing against your ass will drive you to the brink of insanity. I fucked Mandy's ass with my cunt and we cried out together, over and over again. Her sounds told me she was so close and I slid downward, tongue trailing wetness down her spine.....and down into the crevice between her cheeks. Oh sweet Jesus, her. Squeeze, move down, slowly Jake ... Give him some face, Ashley. Give him those big blue eyes, baby ... Nice! Hold that ... Down a little more..."It was like that, and all the while Jake was rubbing my body, sliding his hot slippery hands all over my oily back, across my shoulders and down my spine. He was doing my legs too and my feet, massaging my little pink toes with red polish on them, kissing them while Marco took pictures of us. He even sucked my toes, which was ticklish and sexy all at.