I look down and they are both visibly hard. They realize that they can’t just keep standing there, so they finally stop staring at my wet pussy and ...ring our food over. They make no comment about it, but I see them visibly trying not to laugh as they look down under the table at my still exposed pussy. Derek laughs with them and asks if they would like to touch it. I instantly shoot him a disbelieving look. I couldn’t believe that he would really just ask them that. But as I stare and. " Rain returned the sign."Then let's go, man. The 'effies' are at my place."* * * * *Snake's place was a dingy apartment two floors up from a small curio shop. Rain followed him up a narrow stairwell that was lit by bare bulbs hanging down at each landing. Rain still was a little suspicious of Snake. He remembered that day on Decker.* * * * *"Who the hell is this, Flora?" He was a stocky man about 5 foot ten, fairly muscular, with a snake tattoo on his right arm."Snake!" Flora grabbed at. As you can see the lack of reinforcement in the crotch area gives a more natural setting. The smoothness of the 5 denier material gives her femininity a glossy picturesque look. I had zoned out slightly and was still thinking of the orgasms I had just received by a complete stranger, when I noticed he had asked me a question. “Sorry” I said, with a blushing face.“Victoria, could you tell us how it feels against your pussy?” He repeated and smiled.“Err, it feels very nice” I said, not sure what. I groaned involuntarily and the sound caused her to stir in her sleep.As she gradually began to transition from sleep to being awake, she turned toward the back of the couch and stretched her arms. I quickly moved my hand back to her waist, but since she had turned her left breast now rested against my bicep. Her arms came out from underneath the covers and stretched over her head and came to rest on top of the covers. I was holding my breath wondering if she had felt anything. Apparently, she.