The back pockets are adorned with thick silver stitching and rhinestones that form a wing pattern on each side.“These will definitely draw attention...to my backside,” she thinks as she holds the skirt up to her waist.“Sean, are you serious?” she calls out to the living room. Sean strolls in grinning.“What do you mean?” he says. “I thought you would like the bling.”“I love the bling, but this skirt is pushing the limits,” she replies. “This will barely cover the goods when I’m standing up and if. One hand slid down and squeezed her ass. His lips sucked on her throat. Sherry tensed, and tried to push away. The hand on her ass lifted the hem and dove into her panties. The other found the zipper at her neck and jerked it down. “Sam, I don’t like this.” “Sure you do. Just give in. You know you want it,” he said, fumbling to unclasp her bra. “Don’t!” He did. The elastic sprang apart the same instant his face recoiled from a slap hard enough to echo inside his skull. Shame swirled in his. He his face was bloody and his body bruised. Tai did a mental check of his body. He had been through enough that he could tell what kind of injuries he had. His outer body was hurt but he felt no broken bones or internal bleeding. Tai slowly got up and saw Kayla running towards him. Tai are you ok? Are you injured? Nothing a couple of extra strength Advil wont fix. What were you thinking? You could have killed yourself. Oh come on skydiving is boring. You need to push the limit to truly enjoy. She breathed hard, in a sort of laughing way. That felt great, too. She took the whole head in, and moved her way down over a couple of minutes. The slick motion of her mouth was the greatest thing I had ever felt. Stop. Stop stop stop. I saw a flashlight flash at the end of the entrance tunnel, assuming it was an usher or whatever. Marys head shot up, and I slyly slid up my pants, flipping my dick up between my waistband and my chest. I grabbed her hand and squeezed, meaning a sort of.