Yet, she was also fascinated by the necklace itself and the naughty delight it represented. She smiled, turned to the mirror and held it around her ne...k so she could admire it. It was beautiful... and sinful. She ran upstairs to hide it in her jewelry box. She would never wear it, of course, but several times she found herself opening the box and taking out the necklace, wondering... wondering.A few days later Sheila called, asking them to go out for dinner and dancing. Jan was convinced, that. Stretched my aching limbs. I clutched the key once more. Sweaty fingers slipped. I dried them on my skirts and tried again. One more full turn. A half. A quarter. There. Ready. I staggered back, exhausted by the effort, excited yet daunted by the task ahead. Though naturally apprehensive, I was ready; for this moment I had waited my whole life. Sitting astride the saddle, I pulled up my skirts then hooked my feet into the swinging stirrups. A moment's adjustment and I achieved a degree of. Brad had Lisas sweet tits in both hands under her short little tee top. His hands were warm and firm. Lisa gasp hard and moved her butt back firm into his tent. She eased her trembling hand down inside Brads boxers. She felt the naked hardness of big brothers dick, for the very first time. She tried to swallow, but her mouth was dry from her heavy breathing. She let her shaky fingers feel all of him, pubic hair, balls and fondled the head of his dick. Her stomach was hot inside, taking her. She had planned on a quiet night, snuggled in a blanket on her couch watching sappy chick flicks by the light of the fire. Her boyfriend, Matt, was out of town on business, and she didn’t expect to get a call from him till later that night. The doorbell rang. Megan wasn’t expecting anyone. She hesitantly got up from the couch and looked thru the peephole on the door, and much to her surprise, there stood Matt with a dozen roses. She quickly fumbled to unlock the door and threw her arms around.