She then rolled over on her stomach, and turned her head over to the side and untied her bikini top, asking me: "Hey Andrew, do you mind putting some ...n my back?" Of course I didn't mind. Hell, I wanted it. "No, not at all" I said as I got onto my knees next to her and squirted a good amount into my trembling hands. I then started by applying the cold liquid onto her hot neck, then going down her back. It was so smooth, and I wished I could go further... so I kinda did. I let my hand slightly. What she did care about was clothes. Any designer label you could name she owned it. Tonight she wore Dior. Black skinny jeans that hugged every curve, a white loose fitting, off the shoulder top with silver stilettos. She had her hair pulled into a ponytail with a few stray curls spilling about her face. Shauntea on the other hand went for the more risqué look. She was wearing a short red dress with a plunging neckline, silver accessories and five inch heels. Her hair was down around her. At every opportunity he would linger around my hard cock, brushing it with his hand and giving it little strokes. I grabbed his every chance I got as well. At one point I was wearing nothing but the bra and he massaged one of my fake boobs with one hand while wanking me with the other. I nearly came on the spot!Time was running out so I said we better put that nappy on now. I asked him would he mind if I changed into something else first? He said “Of course not! Wear whatever you like”I had. I would also add a few squirts of my own pee on her panties, along with my cum after I masturbated. I always placed them back in the hamper underneath her other clothing. Her white cotton panties would be slightly yellow but I figured she wouldn't notice as she threw them in the wash. Several years had passed. Lisa, now 20, was in college, and I was still living at home. She resided in the dorms, so she usually came home on long weekends or vacations. I missed.