I slid my hand under the sheet and down over his boxer shorts. I gently squeezed his cock as I leaned forward and gave him a quick kiss. “Is it okay...if I do this for you? I could not stop thinking about it either.”I felt Bobby put his hand halfway up the inside of my bare thigh. I held his hand there when he started to move it closer to my crotch and said, “Please don’t, sweetie, just let me enjoy doing this for you.” As I reached into the slit of his boxers and pulled his hard cock out, I. " I get it..." Loren gingerly stroked her breast."They're not made of glass," she said."They're firm," he said as he fondled her. "And, real. No silicone here." No, they're all me."Loren ran his fingers across her medium-sized, pinkish tan areolas. Her thick nipples began to firm. "That's really nice, Loren," she whispered. "Just like that for a while. Mmm..." Abrielle grasped his thighs and squeezed them.He cupped his fingers under her breasts and massaged them with his thumbs, starting near. I pulled the minidress up and took off my shorts, while Carlos jerked himself and watched."Come here sweetie, sit on my lap while you give me a handjob. I do not want to come and mess up your make up... yet", I grabbed his cock, squeezed it tight and gave it a vigorous handjob. Carlos groaned and came in long spurts. But he remained hard as a rock."You are going to like this a lot, come over here and bend over the bed, I promise i won't hurt you." I was petrified, I never thought I would be. Her heart was pounding. She had to do this. She noticed the blindfold taped to the outside of her usual locker. Her heart felt like it would beat through her chest. She sat her gym bag down in front of the locker and tentatively began removing her tank top. She looked around the room trying to find some evidence that he was there. There was nothing. She took off the sports bra. Her breasts were firm and damp with sweat. She caressed herself without thinking and noticed that her nipples were.