Over your round ass, down your thigh over your sides as my fingers touch the sides of your breasts. You lay silent still on your stomach my hand runs ...ack down your back. Between your ass cheek, between your legs and finding your wetness. Instantly my cock grows harder. You remain still as my fingers slide into you. Stroking faster the precum oozes from my tip and I spread it over my now swelling head. I pull my fingers out of you and bring my fingers to my mouth and taste your sweetness. I. ” “Ha! No.” Sasha says but doesn't explain. The walk back to the room is no less a show than the walk to the bathroom but this time the guys have had time to think of things to say and they barrage us with taunts and cat-calls. We ignore them and proudly walk naked into the bedroom and I make sure to grab a big handful of Sasha's ass before we close the door. Jessica and Tyler are gone. I half expected this and Sasha motions for us to find our clothes. Clothes. Dear Lord. Where are my clothes?. Generally she specialised in landscapes, but she had taken photos of animals before, which had worked quite well for her. When she had turned 11, her parents had bought her Adobe Photoshop, and within a month, she could do almost anything with photos.Rinny's preoccupation with the digital world had caused repercussions on her social life. For the first few years of high-school, she had been extremely shy. She could easily have been one of the more popular girls in school; though only standing. She felt his hands slide down over her back and cup the cheeks of her ass. Then slowly, ever so slowly, felt her skirt being pulled up."Yes, yes," she whispered, her excitement mounting, "Lift my skirt up and feel me." Jesus and I thought . . . I mean I heard . . ." he stammered."You shouldn't believe everything you hear, Cliff." She slid her tongue wetly back and forth on his lips, and pushed it into his mouth.He lifted her skirt above her ass and slid one hand and then the other over her bare.