" Stacy took of her bra, then moved her hands towards the cotton panties under her skirt. She felt that they were soaked through as she slid them down...her dark thighs and calves. She brought them up to her nose and inhaled. She then looked over at Justin stroking his large dick with both hands, "Here you go, Justin. Wrap these around that shaft while you watch me eat your mom"s juice-box." She tossed them to him, and did as she instructed. He encircled his dick, and the cotton felt great on his. I moved my legs and squirmed slowly around in bed, finding that I felt much better than the night before. Silently, so that I wouldn't awaken her, I got out of bed and went into the bathroom.Standing in front of the mirror I inspected myself. My rib area and the middle section was a mass of black bruises. I let my fingers probe my ribs, then the kidney area. There was no pain within it. My muscles were very sore and I had a slight headache but I figured I'd live. I was especially grateful for. God I'm so close to exploding and collapsing to my knees. My head is swimming, but I could have sworn your mouth just opened a little wider. I move my cock closer. I think I might have touched your lips.I reach down and press a finger gently against your shorts, right against your pussy. It's warm and I think a little moist. You moan a little and exhale warm breath on my cock and I cum fast and hard, barely pulling my cock back in time to keep from cumming on you. I aim up and manage to cum all. They do!” she let herself enjoy the rub. “OK!” She gave in, “What do I have to do!”Bill told her what he wanted, “just were your clear pantyhose like you were going to. At one point take off the heels and rub my dick!”“At the reception?” she asked.“Under the table!” he added.“What if I get caught?” she thought about it for a minute.Bill shook his head, “You won’t, besides, I’ll be rubbing you with my feet, under your skirt!”Morgan slappd his hand, “Oh no you won’t. I know how that ends up!”Bill.