I even tucked my feet up on the cushion, peering over my knees. A chuckle from my left brought me back to reality and the end of the movie. “You b...rely even watched it, you little weirdo.” I blushed again. “Sorry… I didn’t mean to drift off but I couldn’t help it.” “Its fine. I mean, you’re barely ever really into something unless its a book or a game or some program or something, so I should’ve guessed that a girls night wasn’t your thing.” She sighed and leaned back against the cushions. Kate was going to just ride after her, but I had my hand on her bike frame."Stay here. You and I need to talk, in private." I didn't get a chance to tell her 'bye. What did you say to her?" Kate, she and I talked about the little tricks you've been playing, and the lies you've been telling. If you aren't real careful, Clara is going to give up on you. Already, she wishes that she didn't love you. You hurt her by doing all of that in the movies, especially since it was in front of me. The worst. From her bag, Lesley took a pair of cut-offs. Slipping and sliding the tight shorts slowly up onto her legs, over her thighs, she finally got them up far enough to fasten. But, just before fastening the shorts closed, Lesley hesitated and slid her right hand down between the tightly stretched material and her warm flesh as she manipulated her middle finger down into the deep crease of her vagina, and gently, lovingly stroked up and down and across her pussy lips, spreading them to touch her. I rub my fingers along your snatch and they are instantly drawn inside, all the way in your honey pot, I make for your G spot and press lightly. You let out a moan as I start to finger you. My other hand still squeezing your breast. You push me back and unzip me. Reach in and pull my cock out from my boxers. I'm rock hard. You take me in a tight grip and swallow me. You suck and slurp on my cock like a ravenous a****l feeding on its first meal in ages. I hold your head as you as you feast away,.