I began to masturbate directly over her, and she lifted her pantyhose-covered legs to rub my thighs. "Rub Connie's slip with you dick," she said. The ...lippery feeling of the slip sliding over her pantyhose was incredible. "You were masturbating with your dildo last night," I said to her. She laughed and said, "Lucky you, mister...I was nice an wet for you, wasn't I?" She reached over to the nightstand and produced a tube. She rubbed what looked like lotion into her cleavage and told me to rub. "He initiated the first kiss. She didn't fight him, in fact she overcame his hesitance with her enthusiasm. She finally had what she was going for and she wasn't going to lose it. Over the course of their conversation, your father had told her you weren't going to be home before 11:00. When he suggested the two of them go up to his room, she went with him eagerly. There was no seduction, there was no taking advantage, this was something the two of them wanted."You never crossed their minds.. She was always out and about in her little Volkswagen car. Mr Bolter always seemed to have a nice sweetie in his pocket for the local kids and had always called me sweetheart which I liked, even though I was now sixteen and all grown up. I'd known them for years though not intimately, just as the nice old folks across the street. They were warm and familiar and for a shy girl with very strict parents, that counted for something. My dad wanted me to amount to something, he was always saying so.. Sandra was horny and drunk enough to allow her friend to do whatever she wanted and soon found herself topless on the bed with Lucy moving from one nipple to the other and back again, sucking and nibbling as her hands played with the firm mounds. Lucy's leg was grinding against her friend's thigh.Lucy kissed Sandra and worked at removing her skirt, breaking the kiss when she'd managed to release the zipper so that she could pull it down her legs. Sandra felt the cool air of her room on her.