Cavewoman went first. She had hiked up her animal skirt, taken off her underwear and sat down on the rug in front of the window. Facing all of us, wit... her legs then spread-eagled, she picked a ping pong ball from a bowl and inserted it into her vagina. With a look of what was a mixture of concentration and constipation, she finally squeezed the ball out. It fell on the floor just in front of her. It bounced several times before coming to a rest at the end of the carpet. I would say, umm,. I was about to start the car and take her home when she shucked her dress off over her head, opened the car door and strode around the front into the headlights. There she was, in a garter belt, hose and stilettos. In the headlights, she did a little pirouette, then lifted both breasts up with her hands. Her pussy positively glistened. She then came to the drivers' side of the car, opened the door and straddled me, facing me. She took the base of my cock and directed the head between her. She knew he had a crush on her and she enjoyed standing on the pedals every now and then so he could see the womanly shape of her behind under her school uniform.His mother had written him in a letter that young Bettina had been hospitalized when her legs were crushed by a roof when her building collapsed in an air raid. It seemed horribly unfair to him that a girl with legs as beautiful as young Bettina's had to suffer such an indignity. It never bothered him to see the twisted bodies of young. .”“Don’t go there. We’re a mutual admiration society. Can I hold you in bed tonight? Just to hold you.”“Jett, what do we do to deserve you?”“I ask myself every day what I do to deserve you. I don’t want anything to spoil what we have together.” We got ready for bed and brushed our teeth. Neither of us wore anything to bed but that didn’t mean we were ready for anything but sleep.“Is that why you haven’t had sex with Mary?” Sarah Lynn asked. “Are you afraid it will spoil what we have?”“I don’t.