She closed her eyes and let herself be overwhelmed by all those wicked fabrications of her imagination that her mind had been working on all day, pict...res of the girl, naked, a look of excited wonder on her face, one hand rubbing frantically over her clit while the other grasped the binoculars.Helen’s left hand, still trembling, spread her pussy lips even further, and her right hand positioned the end of the cucumber right over her entrance. For a moment she hesitated, wondering if, after years. Okay?”I felt her give her fingers a brief wiggle through the wall of her vagina. She went rigid as another orgasm rocked her body.“Mmmhmmm,” she replied as she once again started to grind on my cock. Then she paused again. A strange look clouding her face. “You wanna be on top for a bit?”I shrugged.“Better yet, hold on,” she said as she slid off my cock. I leaned up on my elbows to see what she was doing. She had walked over the her nightstand, home to our somewhat limited collection of sex. You need to make sure you’re honest about who wants something and make sure you’re listening to Ariel not deciding who she is for her. You need to respect her actual desires, not what you think they are.“Or is it some group bonding game you’re playing? You’re all letting Ariel clean you up cause she liked doing that once and somehow cunt slops have become a thing for your class? If Ariel and everyone else feel good about that, it’s fine. But if you go that way, I suspect Princess Aubrielle’s. I clapped it shut and grinned sheepishly at my host. Fred added, "She is something, though, isn't she?" As he spoke he was casually stepping out of his trunks. They soon joined Shirley's wrap on the couch. His groin -- and, I realized, almost his entire body -- was as hairless as Shirley's. Neither of them had a hair other than their heads and arms. Fred's penis seemed to stand out more from the lack of hair.Shirley hooked my arm with hers and led me down the hall. Her breast was warm against.