I squeezed her buttocks one by one and ran a finger between them. The skirt was tight, so I wasn’t in a contentious place, but my intentions had bee... made clear enough.“I’m tired,” Carmina said.“Let’s lie down, then,” I replied, and led her into the bedroom.We lay on the bed and kissed and I turned my attention to her chest. I unbuttoned the blouse and pulled it out of her waistband, then kissed and licked what I could see of her breasts. She lifted herself and unhooked the bra and I slipped it. I was at a loss as to how to respond, and Lauren and Ashley were both also watching with interest as to what I would say next, but thankfully I was saved when the doorbell rang. Our Chinese food had arrived.As we dished out the food, we all sat around the table eating and the girls starting getting into “girl talk” mode. They started bitching about their ex boyfriends, I was surprised that all 3 were single at the moment since they had no shortage of guys willing to worship them for the. She would get in the shower with me and I would end up taking her from behind while she leaned against the wall. I would be working in the basement and she would come down the stairs in nothing but high-heeled pumps, sweep whatever I was working on off the workbench and then lay back on it and make 'come here' gestures with her fingers. One Saturday I was in the garage changing the oil in my pick up and she came in and slid up on the hood of her Accord, lifted her skirt and started fingering. "What girl wouldn't love hearing that?I kissed his face and asked if he had a favorite pair or color. His favs were my red bikini panties. His second favorites, which I didn't ask him about but he volunteered, are my leopard prints. Johnnie went on to list the rest and I let him talk. I took psychology in college and know that the more you let someone talk uninterrupted the more you can learn.When I asked him why, he didn't have an answer. I could tell he was embarrassed but I wanted to probe a.