Julie expertly ran her hands all over Miranda's tits, stroking them, lightly pinching her tiny erect nipples. She cupped them and they fit perfectly i... her delicate feminine hands.Julie's attentions were driving Miranda into a frenzied state. She kept rubbing at her crotch, and finally, as if she cold no longer tolerate the barrier of her clothes, she stood up from the bed so she could get completely naked. She unzipped the cut-off jeans and slid them off to reveal black panties that matched. Ernie, a Hispanic kid who didn't look a day over sixteen years old, eyed his pizza, "You hear any juicy details?" I just got here, what's going on?" I'll tell you for a slice," Ernie replied with a hungry grin."Come on in."Waylon pushed the door open and turned on a light. "Grab a chair," he called.Ernie looked around at the disaster area that was Leon's side of the room. "Where's the roommate?"Waylon retrieved a couple of paper plates and handed Ernie a plastic cup, "No idea. I think he must. "Ready to ride? Hang on."There were no grips for the passenger. I reached for the only part of the jet ski available - the handlebars, or whatever they're called.Falen slapped at my hand. "I'm the driver, you're the passenger. Got it? Here we go." She revved the engine, and we took off, perpendicular to the pier, straight out into the lake. I threw my arms around Falen's waist. That made my arms a shelf for her tits and stuck my dick against her ass. With every bump, I either rubbed or poked. He hit a switch on the wall, and a red neon light lit up the room. I could see that I was fully nude, and restrained in a sitting position to a chair. He stroked my cheek with one hand lightly, then began to run his hand over my body. He slowly caressed my breasts, letting the nipples harden slowly. Then, he brought his hand to my wet pussy, and grasped it hard. I moaned at the pain, and he held his hand there for what felt like forever. When he finally released his hand, I started crying..