The other times, we were far younger than we are now; why brazen acts are solely limited to 20 somethings always bothered me. But there we were, openl... subtle to the nuances of hornyness in public. One date in Manhattan found us visiting Trump Tower and we got carried away. So much so, I got on his shouders to turn around the CCTV camera and the general public below got a free show of how to do a meaty quickie, doggy style. He fucked me, pussy and ass, so hard--and I'm a screamer--it was a huge. “It’s a pretty simple game. You roll the die. The pink one tells you what to do, like suck or stroke. The blue one tells you what to suck or stroke, like pussy or nipple. The purple tells you where, like sofa or even outside.” “Yeah, I get it,” Karen said. The shots of vodka and sexual atmosphere had along destroyed any inhibition she might have had. Traditional social etiquette was void in their room. “So who goes first?” “I’ll go,” Lisa said and she sat on the floor, leaning back against her. The next day when they had gone, Mrs F turned up,she came in as the doors were nearly left unlocked, she asked if I needed anything I said no, she noticed mam had left the morning dishes in the sink,the next thing she went to the drawer where the aprons were, looked through them and put on a pink waist apron, the one I had worn the day ealier, she turned to me walked straight over, pulled me out the seat, sat down pulled me over her knee and spanked me.. Hard, I was shocked, jumped up, she was. "Another dare?" Naw," said Lissa. "Let's just make it without the stripping, or something." Uh, wait a minute ... who's youngest, here?" Marie asked, with sudden alarm. It turned out she was, by about a month."No way," she protested, and folded her arms."You don't want to make out with Jason?" Lissa teased her friend."Uh..." Marie clearly was embarrassed. But something compelled her not to lie outright. "I don't know," she finally admitted."Well, try it," Lissa taunted. "How about for less.