Cindy left soon afterwards to meet a girlfriend for brunch and I was left to wonder and as everyone was home for the day, i couldnt even view the tape...of Leslie in the bath from the nite before. It was a truly frustrating day. I was at work Monday morning trying to get things in order when the phone rang, it was Cindy she wanted to know if I was coming home for lunch, I said I was. She said kewl see you then, I said hey ah, isnt Anne off today. She said yes. Oh and Anne knows about Leslie the. The Stagecoach duty assignments gave the two teens experience and confidence with communications protocols and procedures. The short hops between Ammit and Azahar weren't long enough for even a fourteen-year-old to get seriously bored, but being alone in a starship did give each of them flights of fancy during the weeks that they relieved the regular crew members. Being in command of a starship — even one as small and limited in capability as a Stagecoach — would also look good on their. I could see her looking right into his eyes for a few seconds, but I just stayed back and silent too. I couldn't resist the urge to play with my beaver. I played with it as if I had just discovered the concept of masturbation. I did that at the moment just before I saw her slowly push her lips onto his. My heart rate immediately skyrocketed, and I felt chills too. Their kiss only lasted for a few seconds before his lips drifted off hers. They glared again for a few seconds, but then she peeked. With each touch I knew my pussy was becoming wetter. Michael now started to tease me, just as I did him. Leaning in I could feel his dick grinding into my ass cheeks alittle. My body responded, my ass arching back towards him. Now it was my turn to moan. I parted my legs slightly. I placed my hands back on Michael’s legs as he slid back on me. Michael’s hands were on my ass, his thumbs parting he back of my lips. Michael’s fingers slid between my lips starting to play, rubbing his dick against.