The two of them were laughing out loud, pointing, snickering and letting themselves go through each and every aisle. It was as if Sarah fed off the un...ontrollable lust that Rachel was victim to. Rachel was doing everything she could to make sure that Sarah felt the same way she did. If she was behind her, she'd lean close, and exhale audibly as her stiff nipples slid across Sarah's back. She'd make sure they looked at every kind of toy, giggling and chatting about how it might be used. She. Every now and then my fingers flick across her clit and I feel her flinch as her fingernails dig into my shoulder, making me give out a little yelp. We look at each other and we're both lustfully smiling at each other….She leans down to me and we kiss passionately, my fingers are still playing in her now moistening pussy. Nicki now breaks away from our kiss and she rolls her head back and whimpers, "Oh my god Randi! Don't stop, don't you ever stop…." A finger now slips into her juicing pussy. My wife was in her PJs, again nothing underneath and his light was still on. She hugged him, kissed his cheek and began to move away. He did the same thing with his hands, except this time, as his hands were grazing over her tits, she stopped. His thumbs again stroked her nipples, but this time, she didn't move away. He continued to stroke his thumbs over her nipples as his hands began to fondle her tits.She was looking him in the eye and said, "You're a naughty boy."She was slightly leaning. I sat on abench not far from Sammy and his friends. I elegantly crossed my bootedlegs and opened the book my mother had given me. I usually wasn't muchfor studying, but this was different. I wanted to prove to Mrs. Jacksonand Mrs. Estes that I was worthy of their friendship, and I wasn'twilling to leave anything to chance. I'd been reading old copies of mymother's women's magazines religiously and had been practicing my walkand my talk. I pulled a cigarette from my case, lit it, and.