Kim stares at her and smiles. She turns to the closet and moves some items around and then turns back and stares at Stephanie’s body for 5-10 second....Stephanie look worries and asks “is everything okay”?“I’m just admiring how beautiful you are. Is this the kind of attention you’re hoping to get”?Stephanie smiles coyly. “Maybe. And am I making a good impression”?“Hell yes, a very very good impression.”Stephanie’s voice lowers. “Does Nikki have any party dresses that don’t need a bra? I can take. The last few squirts dribbled into my bush. I just lay there, and fell asleep. The next morning I was a crusty mess.The next time we had a sleepover it was at my house, Thanksgiving weekend. My sister left after dinner on Thursday for a ski weekend with her fiancé and his family upstate somewhere.My parents were going into Manhattan Friday afternoon, for the weekend, so my mother could begin her Christmas shopping and they could catch a Broadway show or two.They agreed that Ralphie could stay. Wow! I had never seen a cock like it. Not as long as my eight inches, but clearly three times as fat with an absolutely enormous purple head almost the size of a tennis ball peeking out from his half drawn back foreskin. ‘There’s no way he’s going to get that inside her tight pussy,’ I thought. Jenny’s the best cocksucker I have ever known and she seemed determined not to miss this opportunity to display her skills. With a mischievous smile she looked directly at my window and slowly stroked. The somniferous white noise drumming on the roof had put me to sleep on the couch, well before Letterman came on the air.I was dreaming of a cabin; a bed and breakfast on the Oregon coast, where my wife Jennifer and I had once vacationed in the long lost time before children.In my dream, the sound of the rain on the roof had turned into the sounds of the surf on the beach. Jen and I were lying together on a lounge chair, hiding from the morning chill under a thick blanket. I could taste the.