She slid up my body and I helped her remove her skirt, and then her bra, and finally her panties.I gazed at a body to rival that of Aphrodite herself....irm, perky breast with 10 cent nipples stood out at attention, just begging to be squeezed and groped.My eyes travelled south to her beautiful pussy. It was topped by a tuft of dark curly hair, and I could see her engorged clit poking out of her folds, eager to be fondled and rubbed.Reaching up and taking a breast in each hand I fondled while she. This place is weird as fuck!” Althea exclaimed.“Do tell. I was looking up what I could find out about it, but I don’t know what to believe,” said Julie.“There’s a pillory in the backyard of the house where I’m staying tonight,” said Althea.“You mean like one of those things pilgrims stick their heads and hands through and then paddle each other’s asses?” Julie asked.Althea let out a short bark of laughter. Julie’s understanding of American history was spotty at the best of times. “Yes, but I’ve. “Miiiiracle,” I cooed. “Are you ignoring me now” No response. “Okay, okay. Fine.” I shrugged, sitting at the far end of the couch. I reached for the remote control to the television. Flipping through, I found a movie. Endless moments of silence passed. “You’re a dick.” Miracle said simply, staring at me. I chuckled slightly. “I know.” She shook her head, and averted her eyes back to the television. I sighed, barely audibly, feeling a small twinge of guilt and slid next to her. “I really. I knew that it was wet. I knew that it had started pooling. I knew as soon as I let my legs open, my juices would just start to drain and leak out all over my sheets. But I could no longer resist the temptation. I began to open my legs, my wet lips spreading apart the further they opened. As expected, my juices slowly started to drip out, I could feel them running down my ass crack, pooling underneath. I slid my hand down my thigh, slowly grazing my lips. I slid a finger along my slit, my body.