Watching her squeeze her breasts and slowly take down her panties made him throb. The memory of how tight her wet pussy was around his fingers and the...sweetness of her juices taunted him. She was near enough to visit, the flight would only be an hour but out of reach. … After a month of emails and chatting over Skype, Cara was busy with exam preparation and stress while Liam found work. Cara didn’t yet know that he was a shirtless waiter in real life and had been on and off for the past ten. Linda reached into her purse and pulled out two more $100 bills and gave it to the girl and the girl put her arms around Linda kissing her sticking her tongue right down Linda‘s throat telling Linda that she hast to come back to see her again.Linda told her that she would she got dressed and as she walked out of the massage parlor the girl was standing at the counter with three other young girls all smiling and chuckling as Linda walked past. Hurry back mami….the girl who massaged Linda. Rebecca stood there, looking around. I remembered then that she had a key to the apartment, and I hated her for it. “I left my purse here last night,” she said by way of a greeting. She wore a tight blue sleeveless dress that showed a lot of leg. I felt my cock stirring and silently cursed its betrayal. Looking around, I saw a purse on the coffee table. “Is that it?” “Yes,” she said as she walked over to it, her heels clicking on the floor as she went. I rolled my eyes. “You’re welcome.” . “Okay, that’s good. But that’s not enough. You gotta shake your butts!” The kids laughed and Jake was adding bass runs to funk it up even more.Without hesitation the kids were dancing and butt-shaking.“All right, now you’re talking! You know what this song is all about? It’s about The Rattlers!” The kids cheered. “It’s called ‘The Rattler Rap!”Then Jake started rapping. He launched into the two full pages of lyrics on the music stand in front of him, words that he and Fred had written about the.