There were then whispers in the shadows and I clearly heard a voice say “No! I’m going first, I asked her!” and a figure come out from the shado...s. It was the first guy that had spoken to her. He was in the same dirty clothing and had a sneering grinning across his face highlighting his awful teeth. Was she really going to satisfy him as well?He quickly moved towards our make shift tent and opened the flapping sheet to the side. I watched and saw Dee look up to him and she turned to face him. I. "She put her hand back in her lap making no effort to close her legs or otherwise hide herself from my stares. And stare I did, I lingered on her crotch, that tight feeling in my pants growing proportionately to the amount of time I spent looking at her. It was subtle, but I was sure she once again shifted in order to afford me an even better view.I was extremely aroused by then. Again, I wondered about Clarissa's age but dared not ask for fear of what she might tell me. I didn't want to know,. "Oh, Angie. That's just a bunch of smoke and mirrors," people always think. If they only knew the stuff I have access to. But then someone would certainly warn stupid Stan. Better that I do this alone, even if it's a bit complex. I'm not even completely sure what this one does, other than make someone disappear, with no one remembering anything about them. I do feel a little guilty, cursing him this way and all, but it's time for my baby to shine! I just need to gather some things of my. His lips brushed against my jaw and left a trail of kisses right down to my collar bone. His hands slipped under my tank top and he started lifting it over my head slowly. My hands trailed down his chest and soon, his hard cock was in my hand again. “You never told me you were seven inches soft,” I said with a wink. He smirked then leaned forward and whispered in my ear. “Wanna take this to your bedroom? I don’t want anyone else walking in on us.” I giggled and nodded. I lead the way but didn’t.