Some tiny fleshy tornadoit twists and pushes from my chest and I feel it all the way down to thebottom of my feet. I shift a little because it feels ...unny. They bothtickle as they push through my chest hairs and now both nipples are fatand hard and they look really strange on my hairy chest."This," I start to say out loud. My voice hurts. My whole body feelslike a raw bundle of tension of dull pain. "This is wrong." I reachtentatively for the nipples. I want to touch them but, I don't. . I figured I would compliment her “you are hot; you could get another guy whenever you want”. She blushed and smiled before pulling out another bowl to share. She hit first, and when I was about done hitting, she leaned over to get the bong from me and accidentally put her palm right on my chubby cock. Her eyes went wide, and it was obvious that it was an accident, but she left her hand there just a little longer than she should have, and while she had her hand there, I flexed my cock into her. He was awash in sincerity. He meant it. ‘Thanks. I can tell you appreciate it by the way you’re staring at my legs.’ I recrossed them for him. ‘It makes me feel all valued.’ ‘That just proves I’m male. I’m Peter.’ ‘And I’m trying to read here.’ He sat down next to me, enough inches away that it wasn’t creepy, just pushy. ‘Hello, TryingTo ReadHere. Please look up, beautiful. The book or whatever will still be there in an hour, but who knows if I will be?’ ‘I know which way I’m betting. You’re. I 
slide my other hand down to the thighs of your pajamas, rubbing them through the soft fabric, as you moan I kiss you sliding my hand down your stomach into your 
pajama bottoms and wrap one finger around your moist panties, I untie your pajamas and pull down both your pajamas and your wet panties, revealing your shaven lips, which I lightly caress as you lay there half naked, I slip your shirt over your head and twist your nipple as I spread your lips, and rub your clit, moving my fingers.