" "Good." She took a long drink of lemonade. While her head was tilted back, Ethan stared at her chest. The tiny pieces of pink fabric barely covered ...er nipples and the strings cut into her soft flesh. His penis twitched and grew harder. It had to be pushing out the front of his shorts, but he didn’t care. Mrs. Thorn set her glass down. Her eyes glanced down to his shorts. "Would you do me a favor?" she said. "Sure." She handed him the bottle of cocoa butter lotion. "Would you put lotion on my. Worked herself up the ladder. Does that sound about right?”“I know it isn’t much but...”“It isn’t much,” Farai interrupts. “And that is because there is far more to your story than you believe.”“If this is some cheap ploy to get information from me – information that I don’t have, mind you – then you might as well leave,” Narcisa says as the anger inside her starts to rise.“I’m not here to threaten or coerce you,” Farai reassures her. “I am merely here to present you with the truth.”“I may only. And it felt awesome, i cant believe i did all that. we went outside and relaxed for a few minutes, i was in a rush with adrenaline from carrying her out in my arms and finding her stuff unbroken, by now the little bit of Ecstasy wore off and i felt normal again just a stoned, so we hung out and sat down in some chairs for a while, drank a little more and she actually wanted to dance some more, what a champion. i was glad i didnt do any more d**gs, i didnt need to this girl was very fun to. Chrissy's hips hunched up to meet my hand as it explored her hidden, nethermost parts. She was almost panting now, her breath coming in gasps. My finger moved down between her legs even more and came to her "little man in the boat," the ultra-sensitive hooded clitoris, the nexus of her pleasure center. I lightly flicked my finger across it, and Chrissy jerked her hips upward, moaning as electric jolts of pleasure flowed through her. Moving my finger through the wetness of her creamy flow, I.