Ronnie lay back down next to me, in the dark, on his back, with his arm around my shoulders. I put my head on his smooth, hairless chest, and traced,..."I love you" on his flat belly in the dark. Finally, he drew me towards him, and kissed me, long, and soft, and deep, finally turning his back towards me to fall asleep once more. I pulled my shirt on over my head, and just snuggled up to his back, gently kissing his skin until I fell fast asleep.I heard my Grandmother the next morning,. She was looking real sexy, all sweaty in her sundress that was clinging to her every curve. She must have noticed me looking, because she started running her hand on my thigh as she scooted closer to me. I put an arm around her and began slowly running my fingers over her breast and nipple. The harder her nipple got, the closer her hand moved to my crotch. Eventually she began unbuckling my belt, but it was awkward and I had to stop her so we wouldn't wreck.All of a sudden I heard a horn honk. Theonly sign of this underlying personality trait was the close attention heconstantly paid to his own appearance. You would never see Greg with ahair out of place or any way other than impeccably groomed and dressed.His days on the social sidelines in high school had helped Greg develop acouple of other traits. First, he sympathized with the less popular andnot among the "beautiful" people. The ones who fit into that categorystrived to stand out and be more beautiful. And most of these people. " she says as her finger dips inside of me again, repeating the same process, but this time the tip remaining inside. "come on slut.." she demands impatiently, her soft lips lowering to just above my mound and biting down, her teeth slowly biting harder and harder while she waits. I scream out in pain as my feet plant on the bed and my hips raise off the bed a little, finally screaming out as she bites incredibly hard "please fuck me! I need you inside my slutty pussy! pleasseee!" as I finish I.