"Got it," she said triumphantly emerging with a lock of hair hanging over one eye. She brushed it back carelessly. "What are you grinning about?"Hank ...huckled. "I overcame the temptation to give you a smack on the bottom that was so invitingly displayed."Barbara blushed slightly and then laughed heartily. "Ever the gentleman," she said. "Sorry, Hank, I wasn't thinking. At least I don't have to bend over to get the glasses." She reached two down from the shelf and poured two liberal. Don't jerk me off — at least not yet." She released me and sat up, crossing her legs. My eyes went to her open crotch and I saw how shiny and wet she was. As she talked, relating the entire initial incident to me, she warmed up to the subject. Once she knew I wasn't upset, she wanted to share it all with me. I got the impression that she was proud of what she and Sam had been up to. The only problem for her had been the fear of my reaction to her lesbian adventures."Well, she could see my. She tried to rush through the features of the apartment, hoping they won't notice her discomfort. The vibrator was pounding against her clit. Her knees feel week. She felt a gush of her juices running down her thigh. She squeezed them together to keep it from showing below her skirt, and it made the vibrator dig deeper into her clit. The entire time the sexy couple couldn't seem to keep their hands off of each other. She guided them to the bedroom. "And this bedroom is perfect for fuc..." She. ” she then carried on: “You see the guy to your left, the one with the bald head and greying beard, he put his hand on my shoulder and bent down to whisper in my ear, telling me that I was the most attractive woman here! Of course I thought, he's so lying, yet I don't know why... for he's really not even my type and all... but him telling me that, and maybe the grasp he had on my shoulder, actually made my legs weak... And it got me a little wet!”, Jill giggled at that last sentence, making her.