Don’t worry it’s not like we’re lesbians. We’re just experimenting. I won’t tell anybody I swear. We’re best friends.” “Only if you d...n’t mind. I’d love to try this with you. I feel so foolish and inexperienced. I’ve never even played spin the bottle. If you want to show me stuff that would be really cool.” “Let’s take off our shirts and we can play with each other’s breasts, while we continue to kiss. Just baby steps. We’re just experimenting. It’s no big deal. Just relax and let’s enjoy one. So what do you say?” “Mike she’s right. Listen to her.” I heard Karin say. Standing still, I took in this young woman who spoke to me so frankly. “Well, first let’s find out if you have what it takes to be trained? Do you have your equipment?” “Sure. Never leave home without it,” she answered. “The dressing room is over there. Get changed.” When she joined me on the mat, I led her through a warm up and then asked her to show me her five favorite moves. Her execution was faultless. Then we. He pressed down and began toslide back and forth, fucking Michele's silken encased cock with his own.The feeling was electrifying as his shaft felt hers start to throbthrough her tight pantyhose gusset and the satin panel in front of herpanties.Michele felt Steve's manhood rub against her own as he dry fucked herthrough her knickers and hose; the taut nylon on her cock sendingsensations all through her member. She bucked and lifted her crotch tomeet Steve's thrusts and gyrated her hips to. He was horny and embarrassed and bemused. But he was intrigued by Ruby. She had big, wide eyes and tousled hair and bright-red lipstick. She wore a short black skirt and a scoop-necked top and her tits thrust out like shelves. “Looks like a nice big prick, too,” she said, her eyes dropping to his crotch. “Too bad I’m faithful to my old man. I love big pricks and you sure need some pussy. Morgan looked distraught. His pecker, sensing the near proximity of pussy, hid started to pump like a.