I told yes after our party and started pouring two pegs. I gave her one glass and asked her to drink.With little hesitation she started drinking. Mean...hile I told her I was knowing she was having sex with someone and till now I didn’t tell anyone and will never tell anyone. She told thanks and caught my hand. I told her I love her friendship a lot that’s y I kept everything secret and didn’t ask her at all.She suddenly kept her head on my chest and told thanks a lot for not spoiling her image. “So lovely” Ezra’s voice comes from behind her. Does he mean her or the view?In a lazy movement akin to seduction, Ezra closes the distance between them, rubs his palm up her back, his full lips descending on hers. It’s a fierce first kiss, possessive and brief.“What is it that you’re looking at?” He curls an affectionate finger on the warm, soft flesh of her upper arm. Isobelle can’t think.“I... I...”She clears her throat, unable to read the sardonic promise in his glittering eyes. She licks. "As John continued with his tale of that exciting evening I felt a light touch on my leg, surprised I glanced down but the tablecloth blocked my view. Turning my head I looked at Ian, the touch was on his side, his hand was still out of view, as I looked at him he smiled, and the hand touching my leg gave a little squeeze. At first I was surprised, but then I felt the glow of excitement I had already been feeling grow and thought to myself 'what the hell', so I smiled back at Ian and turned my. “Marisa!” she said loud and clapped her hands, laughing. “Eww, wow! How?”I shook my head and said: “One question only.”She spun again, and I came up once more. “So, how?” she asked.I sighed. “Well, we used our fingers,” I said cautiously.“Oh, inside your puss?” she asked.“One question...” I started saying.“But it’s part of the same question!” she interrupted me. “You haven’t really said how!”I shrugged. “Alright, yeah. Inside my pussy.” She started moving from side so side, getting either.