Why is it with women and proms? It has to be my curse.I had the date, a friend from my Church, Becky. She was not as pretty as Missy. She was average ...n the looks, had nice B cup breasts, a nice smile and nice blonde hair. How do I know her bra size? I wore it at a church sleep over on a dare. I also wore her skirt and blouse, let me just say the only good thing about that was since the bra was on me, it could not be on her... So why would I go with Becky instead of Missy, Becky was 18, had a. " No." Markus pointed at the door, not even looking at his wife as hestarted up his switch, handing one controller to Jeremy."FUCK!" Andrea yelled in Markus's face but quickly cowered in the face ofMarkus' glare. "Please?" She feigned a smile."Out." Without any further attempts Andrea stomped out of the room like apetulant child, muttering something like "Oh ill be smashing you soonenough."The rest of the Saturday evening was uneventful for the two guys whospent it playing games ignoring the. He smells of the ocean, of oil and sweat. He's dressed in jeans and a nice shirt. You really only notice the bulge in his denim. He reaches down the sides of your legs and slides your dress up your body, rough fingers on smooth skin. Legs, thighs, hips, waist. His hands stop at your breasts, the dress bunched above his fingers. He squeezes your breasts through the cloth, and you feel the strength in him.The man in front is taller, a little thin, perhaps, and slightly older. He looks as though. I can’t even do that,” that girl that wanted to see Sara cum said. “Well, you wanted to see her cum. She sure did!” another exclaimed. Sara had collapsed, her back now resting against the mirror. The audience her and Angie once had, dissipated. It was just her and Angie again. Angie moved towards Sara and gently put her hands on Sara’s face. Sara looked at her and she saw Angie smiling a gentle smile. She knew that Angie realized that she had made her do something she had never done before..