While I was a little confused, the softness of the wet cloth feels good on my skin and he gives special attention to my breasts. When he reached down ...nd slowly wiped between my legs, I close my eyes, not caring what the reason is. “Sunscreen….I don’t like the taste,” he whispered in my ear as he wet the cloth again and started over, paying even more attention to my breasts and pussy. The cloth was soon gone and his tongue in my mouth again, teasing my tongue mercilessly and I feel his fingers. He say, ?Yes I did call her a whore and slap her on the ass but before I say anything else I need to ask you a question. Are you saying that if I don’t say I’m sorry to this whore right now in front of everyone then you are leaving this group? You are willing to break up this group over a whore that sleeps around?" smiling every time he says whore he looks over at susy and winks. Michael say, ?Yes and yes and if you say whore one more time you don’t have to say you are sorry to her I’m out. Noting the time, she said out loud to herself,"that's good. Kat should be here soon." She then pulled herselfoff her floor, then pulled her light blue t-shirt off, exposinga torso highlighted her large tits with nipples hardening withexposure to the air. She lifted one arm up to her chest and casther gaze down on it, her free hand caressing the muscle. "Mmm... I see the guns are developing nicely," she thought toherself. Flexing her arm under her own touch, she muttered toherself, "I like, I. She liked men and enjoyed sex and didn't seem to mind people knowing. Often I'd pass her house on an afternoon and see a car outside and her front bedroom curtains drawn. And I'd see lots of sexy undies on her washing line, or waiting to be ironed. Occasionally some discarded stockings on the bed, or torn pantyhose from a recent hot date. She was about 5 feet 3 inches and very cuddly, and just a little bit older than my Mum. I used to love watching her working at the sink, or her climbing the.