His manhood was stiff and poking out against the soft material. I couldn't hold back. It was like a magnet as I reached out and moved my hand up and d...wn over his underwear. I said, "You've even got a wet stain on your underwear." Brock blushed and said, "That's not spaghetti sauce." I smiled and said, "I know what it is, but you should wash your underwear, too." I was still on my knees as I slipped my fingers inside the waistband of his underwear and pulled them down. His rigid rocket was. I saw her touch his arm and whisper something in his ear when she spotted me, and then gesture to the empty seat between them.I joined them. Up close, she smelled as delicious as I thought she would- vanilla and honey, citrus and spice. I tried to think of an excuse to touch her while we introduced ourselves. Finally I managed to brush her arm when I reached past her to set my drink on the bar. That first touch made me shiver, with a mix of desire and nervousness. I almost let my fingers move. That feels so damn good, don't stop. Make me cum by sucking on my nipples, I want you to," she moaned. As her sweet spot became found, my tongue pushed it in. My right hand came to her other boob, and my fingers positioned themselves on both sides of her nipple. It became pinched. "Oh, yes!" she moaned. The whole time, a big dildo was in my pussy, and making it sore. Knowing that I had a limit as well, every single effort was put in to try to make it last. Even though we were only at the two. "I have been known to undress myself once in a while," said Alya. Then she sneezed again. "Oh dear," she said. "I hope I'm not coming down with a cold." You will if you don't hurry and get out of those wet things," Lissa insisted, but made no move to leave the room. She wondered if Alya would undress in front of her. She remembered Meg mentioning getting naked in front of each other. Besides, Lissa really was curious about the girl's body. With clothes on it looked great, and she suspected it.