She moved one of her ankles inward so my hard cock would rest against her stocking leg. I moaned and gasped at the feel of my sensitive shaft coming i... contact with her nylons. I rubbed my cock slowly up and down and against her nylon leg as I served her needs. She guided my tongue to a higher spot and I felt her whole body shake. I sucked and flicked my tongue with ease against it. I never felt anything so wet and slick as her pussy juice dripped from my chin. After washing her pussy all over. Well, sort of. Her nipples were almost as big as the orbs that carried them. And it wasn't as though she didn't have hips. It was just that they were scrawny enough to be almost the same size as her skinny little waist. Even her butt was only a hint, although it looked firm enough to carry her weight when she sat, but not by much. Yet, there was something about her that stirred an undefined feeling in his loins. He didn't know what that feeling was, but it wasn't one of discomfort.They held. “Bottoms up?” Dom asked.“Yeah, let's get this over with,” I replied, downing the harsh liquor. Dom convinced the guys to switch up the game to beer pong, his go-to party game that he used as an excuse to get close to whoever piqued his interest that evening. Before anyone could protest, Dom grabbed my arm and pulled me towards him, announcing that he and I were partners, and bragging how none of the other guys stood a chance. Two of the guys, Jack and Ryan, finally had enough of Dom’s. I eventually tired of this sport, but while returning to ‘The Duchess’, four robbers armed with knives attempted to surprise us. I had signaled Carlton in the hand code we had developed in our anti-pirate game, and he was alert enough to notice and canny enough to not give it away. I indicated four, and set his target to the one away from the three as the back-stop. I had played this game as a back alley Fauntleroy, except never against knives, just fence pickets, including the occasional nail..