Her brown eyes sparkled as she waved at him.Jennifer: a short, light-haired senior who's personality was that of Ryan's wildest dreams; a care-free sp...rit that really didn't give a fuck what other people thought. She was probably out of some trailer park, but Ryan didn't care, and besides, she was pretty well-endowed. And the fact that he was close to her helped BIG time.Arianna: the incredibly attractive African-American girl who’s personality was as sweet as a butterfly on a daisy’s petal.. Cass broke the kiss and smiled. “Mmm, just slide onto the bed, and I will take care of everything, Becky.”“I’m putty in your hands,” I moaned as I sank onto the bed.She grabbed a pair of small, cylindrical vibrators, shorter than my pinky finger, but also wider. Which one had surgical tape already on them, ready to be attached. I shivered as she positioned each one over my nipples, smoothing the tape down to hold them in place. The cool plastic caressed them. She pushed buttons on top.Buzzing. I went to do hot drinks and when I came back in the living room Cherrie was on her hands and knees on the floor in front of my wife licking her. To this day I have no idea how it started as neither would say. I put the drinks down and joined in by pulling Cherries shorts or trousers down don’t remember which as it was so long ago. Some things are burned into my memory but some are not. I started to lick her and could hear them both moaning which was such a turn on to finally get to do a. She coughed once and looked at him with her shining blue eyes. "All finished," she bubbled. "Let's go to the living room."Tim followed Stacey to the couch and sat next to her. "Hey, hot cakes," he said, specifically because of how she hated being called that."Yeah, stud?" I got you a present," he said and held out the jar of HornDog."For me?" she squealed. "You shouldn't have!" You've been working hard, and you deserve it. It's something special I picked up on the way home. Why don't you get.