I wanted to thrust into Sally, I wanted to hold her body, I wanted release. My body started to tremble in its need. Sally stood and began to rub herse...f from the front. Her nipples now stood out against her bathing suit. "This feels nice," she said as she rubbed, "tell me about the last time you did this to yourself." "It was Thursday afternoon," I began,"I was walking by the high school and I saw some cheerleaders practicing." "You liked their outfits?" Sally asked. She continued to rub. Robert took hold of the hem of her dress and flipped it up and over, Caroline’s lovely pert bottom bare underneath. “Madam,” Robert said in mock stern tones, “You seem to be only half dressed.” Robert stroked her bottom, enjoying the silky feel of her cool skin and allowing his fingers to wander down to the moistness between her legs, a soft ahhhh, escaping her lips as he brushed his fingers lightly over he pussy. “I’m a naughty girl sir, I hope you can help correct my behavior?” “You are a. "They left for the club at nine thirty and arrived at ten. The club was buzzing with excitement. The bar was filled with couples dressed as if they were at a country club. Jeff and Selma were not at the bar. Grant ordered their drinks and introduced himself and Gail to the couple nearby. They were about their age, maybe a few years older. His name was Brian; hers was Wendy. The four of them sat at a nearby table and exchanged small talk for ten or fifteen minutes. Brian and Wendy were high. ”“When do you have to go,” I asked?“I have to fly out in the fucking morning,” she replied.The rest of the night was tough. She did inform me that Christy was having friends come over on Saturday.“Are you going to be able to help her. Are you going to be able to do their little cookout,” she asked?I replied, “Sure I can, I will be glad to help.”My mind was racing, with the thought of being alone with Christy for two days, even before the cookout.The next morning, I had to take Donna to the.