His, whether I liked it or not.He was not my master, and I was not his slave, or his submissive. He was my man, my stud, and I was his "girl", even hi... bitch, to enjoy him in any way that he presented himself. Laying under him now, I realized that we weren't headed for an orgasm, headed for an end, but were just doing what lovers do. We were fucking each other, making love with each other, and enjoying what the other offered.I began concentrating on moving my body under his, to make him feel. After the list was made, they began calling the guys and inviting them over. The party was arranged for the following night and luckily all 6 guys could make it.Around 7pm, the guys began arriving. Once they all arrived, Britney explained to them the deal. She would be blindfolded, in the bedroom, and each of them would come in and take off their pants. she would get to feel their cocks, and the largest one would get a big reward. Everyone agreed, so Britney went into the other room, and. Sometimes it’s giggle-worthy. There’s a coating we use on some of our electronic assemblies that comes to us in what is obviously the same bottle that in other venues would hold nail polish.“You can actually use nail polish,” Dan 3.0 said when he came in to see why we were laughing... “Just keep in mind that it’s a lacquer with a powerful solvent carrier.”So that’s kind of the thing: How many teen girls KNOW about the contents of nail polish? How many care? And maybe that’s my problem – too. . I feel his body move towards my side and I feel his body press against my arm.. As he is moving some I notice his big Dick is what I feel on my arm. As he is moving back up my neck I feel him pressing harder against my arm with his semi hard Dick. I did not move my arm away and I was glad he took this as a sign to keep moving his Pelvis and by now I am pressing back against his now harder Dick. As he moved around my side toward my hand I moved my hand down and turned my open hand to grab his.