The couples were getting cosy, kissing and smooching nearby and that got my mind working overtime - I was so jealous of the girls!!!I needn't have bee... though. As they finished rubbing cream over me, one of the guys turned me over and started rubbing more cream onto my chest - paying a LOT of attention to my nipples. He then leaned in and kissed me on the mouth. I was amazed that he's do that in front of his friends, but they just jeered a bit and wolf whistled, but nothing more than if he had. She found that she was now rocking back and forth rhythmically, shifting her weight from one asscheek to the other.Julie opened her thighs. She could feel her folds of pussy flesh opening at the same time. And she could feel her clit sheath being pushed upward by her enlarged clit.She spread her legs wide apart and bent her knees.She began to pinch her nipples. She pinched herself lightly at first, then harder."Oh, yes!" she gasped, thrilling to the lewd sensations of pain and pleasure that. He sat on the only wooden bench, and his newspaper would bounce on his lap, as we went round and round, fearful of being pulled off by the centripetal forces, so we sat down and forced our backs against the central spoke, our bums on the wooden planks, our legs apart and our skirts riding high on our thighs, the faster we spun, the more exposed we became, and the more violent his paper bounced.We knew, even at that age what he was doing, and we giggled and accommodated, by proudly displaying. Like pizza, or Sonny's ribs, or maybe even Chinese take out.I noticed the new picnic tables and the chairs had been painted. I looked at Martin and asked him if he had done that. He shook his head and pointed to Tiny.Tiny was grinning, "I had off yesterday. It was hot in the afternoon so I came over to have a beer and was looking at the new furniture. I had some good white deck enamel paint that doesn't chalk, so I began painting the chairs. There was enough to paint the chairs and the.