I nodded at him and grabbed the bottom of my hoodie and yanked it up in one motion. In my haste, I had pulled the bottom of my tank top up with the ho...die, exposing my bra covered breasts to both Art and Ben.My head was trapped in the hoodie while I was trying to pull my top back down to cover my chest. I could hear Art chuckling and say, “Woah there, love. I didn’t think Ben would get to second base so fast.” I felt his hand reach across me, pulling the entangled top out from the hoodie and. This was everything a girl needed.The climax blossomed, not skyrockets, but a sudden opening that left her momentarily satisfied. But somehow, after a few seconds, somehow she needed it again.She kissed him, a deep, intimate kiss that joined them completely. She was so open, so wet, and he was so big, stretching her out until she almost burst. He was so hot, burning up her insides. She rode that heat, pressing up against him.Greg began to moan with his thrusts. "Come. Fuck. Cock. Come. Fuck.. Her limbs lay listlessly by her sides, and the elbow felt like a dumbell on her stomach adding to the feeling of helplessness that was gradually seeping into her self confident mind. but worse was to come. he fished out a strange ring like device with straps, which she faintly recalled seeing in one of the bondage mags she had confiscated from a nerdy guy. she had never figured out why it was applied to a girl's mouth to keep it open. almost as if mark had read her thoughts, he pinched her. I got up and followed her. The aroma of her perfume trailed her. When she got to her bedroom, she kicked off her shoes and pulled her sweater over her head. Stepping into her closet, she came out with her cozy warm up suit and a tee, her standard wear on cold evenings. “I’m going to change clothes,” she said, waiting for me to leave. I stood silently. Shrugging her shoulders, she turned her back to me and unbuttoned, then removed her top. She had on a black bra with a mid-length black skirt and.