I could detect a light pink tint on Carrie's chest, indicating that she just may be getting aroused. Their kissing went on, and they sure didn't need ...ur coaxing anymore on that."Josh", John said quietly, "Slide your hand down to Carrie's breast." The pink got darker. Josh lightly rubbed Carrie's breast, what there was of it and, on his own, started rolling her nipple between his thumb and forefinger. I'm sure I heard a moan coming from Carrie's mouth. He slid the other hand down, and did. Not that I’ve thought about trivial things like that since high school, but I couldn’t not notice. His unzips my jacket and I slide my arms out with what little room I have between him and the wall. I kick out of my shoes, and before I can blink, he grabs the top of my tight black leggings and panties and pulls them, with my socks, to the floor exposing my lower half completely. On his way back up, Ethan’s kissing my hips and stomach, my neck and finally my lips. “What do you want Chanel?” He. "I don't know." Oh, come on. You said you were so jealous. Are you going to tell methat you never noticed a girl's hair before?" No. I did, but..." But what?" I really don't have preference," Cory admitted."Well, I'm not that skilled here, so we've got to keep it simple. Doyou want pigtails?" No," Cory replied, aghast at the prospect of walking out the front doorin pigtails."How about a ponytail?" I guess," Cory answered, having worn one when he played sports."Okay then," David replied as. ‘They want us to get drunk too!’ he chuckled. ‘Give me French Champagne any day!’ she said to him He dipped into the basket and found a small rigid container that held two crystal wine flutes. The champagne was soon popped and they sat happily sipping their wine enjoying the beautiful location. ‘Ready for a swim?’ he asked as he drank the last sip of the super dry French nectar. ‘Sure,’ she answered as she stood and stripped off her shorts, singlet top and underwear. ‘Don’t know why I brought.