I'm still only caressing the outside, following the shape of your wet lips over the thin cloth. I look up to you, wondering if you'll press your legs ...ogether to stop me, or spread them slightly to urge me on. You spread them a little, moving so little no one but me and my fingers take notice. You also press your butt backwards, trying to push my fingers around the cloth, but I'm still just caressing the outside. It feels so nice to have that warm, wet cloth stuck against your lips as I slide. "Fuck what the hell is in there" she asked"Well now wouldn't that be telling" Come on say it" Ok, its JD captain morgans, vodka and middouri I call it the Beth Meth" Bethany was a cocky girl thinking she knew everything. Little did she know the effects of this mix. Kay handed her the hip flask back and Bethany downed the rest. Next minute she was vomiting in the bushes unable to contain it all. "And that is what happens when you drink Bethanys beth meth" Kay was roaring with laughter behind her. I like it a lot. Gina always leaves a little strip over her pussy." His finger thrust a tad deeper into his new sister in law's pussy, beneath the white table cloth of the wedding reception table. "Your sister doesn't let me touch her when she's dressed up either. I always loved how you wore nylons or heels when we went out." MIchael's index finger started to strum the hard, wet clit of Mandy's pussy, as he felt her legs spread slightly from his actions."Mmmmm if you keep that up, you'll have. ’ ‘That’s too bad, Honey,’ her mother said. ‘It’s a shame your last day turned out like this.’ ‘Oh, well, I’ll make up for it the next time we come up,’ Brenda said. She brightened. ‘Max, the manager, says he thinks he might be willing to hire me as an instructor next summer.’ ‘That would be wonderful,’ her mother said. While the women were talking, Jason wandered over to the stereo, picked out some CD’s and put them in the player. The soft sounds of romantic music began filling the room..