Giggling he smoothed his skirt on to his legs as he sat gracefully on to the settee."Here," she handed him another glass of wine."Thanks," he said now...giddy with pleasure. "Can I ask you a question?" Yes," she laughed, "What?" Can I smoke?"She nodded, "Why not? I do."Tom laughed lightly, "I meant pot silly." Oh!" Lynn giggled, "Yeah... I used to like the odd toke when I was at College."Tom looked around asking, "Where's my bag Lynn?" Then he saw it on the floor next to the chair and reached for. A misunderstanding.?***John laughs, reaches under the bed. I move to Merida’s side, lightly tracing her ribs. She thrashes, shifting her torso, ordering me not to touch her, tying to escape my fingers.She doesn’t see John set the bag of goodies on the bed. She’s drowning in her own shame, her fear getting the best of her. And she doesn’t see John wink, a signal that sends us reaching for her ankles. Those ankles are slim, fitting neatly in our meaty fists. Merida doesn’t weigh but 120 pounds.. I knew that jerking off felt good, so I kept doing just that! The bathroom door suddenly creaks open and Molika is in her bath robe gently drying her hair. I am guessing that she was completely stunned because I noticed her watching me in amazement! And then she came closer and touched my dick. I said, “Come on. It’s not going to bite you.” Encouraged by my words, she grasped my dick as her loins started bulging and her juices started flowing out. She took my dick and kept rubbing it. I opened. “Frisky,” she said laughing. “Is that a gift for me or are you just happy to see me?" “Both,” I replied and handed her the present. “You shouldn’t have,” she said. “It’s my pleasure,” I said as she grabbed my hand and walked me toward the beds. She sat down on one bed, and started to unwrap the gift. By the time I sat on the bed across from her all the wrapping paper was on the floor and she was gleefully smiling as she held her copy of “House of Leaves.” “Oh my God, thank you,” she said. “How.