Now, that was not only the first time someone had touched me between my legs, let alone a girl, but being in a laughing and semi drunk state, i contin...ed to go with it and started peeing. much better, it went in a steady stream and not all over my legs, although her fingers and hand got a little wet. Im sorry i didnt mean to get it on your hand, Im new at peeing standing up with someones hand between my legs hahaha i said, trying to apologize for getting pee on her hand. haha its ok Cindy, i. He doesn’t register, nothing around Denise does. She only acknowledges her racing pulse and the butterflies in her gut. She’s probably aged her heart by about fifty years.“Was it worth it?”The wicked grin is embedded on her face. She nods. Yes. Yes, it was.“Give me more.”She wants more of that in a bad, bad way.She turns her bike and heads on her way, unrepentantly seeking that thrill.-0-Denise arrives in front of a large brownstone house, her family home. Evidence of a house party in its. She was soon back to her old ways of dealing with the other women in her circle. Rudeness, intimidation, and social climbing were the norm. Barbara, on the other hand, had retreated from social life. She kept a few close friends, but refrained from larger social gatherings. After all it was difficult to face the people who had witnessed her face down over Terri's lap, her dress stripped off and her bottom bared, receiving from the busty brunette a sound bare handed spanking. Barbara's husband. Then they both were looking at the feather and her thighs. She felt herself swollen with need. The feather pleasurable yet taking her to the brink of madness. She needed release and now. ‘Do you want me?’ he asked. ‘You know I do.’ she said, her voice quivering with desire. ‘Spread your legs.’ She spread them wide, her vagina open and free to see. She had black pubic hair and pink lips from arousal. She bit her lower lip, she was hot and wet and most of all – ready. She needed him and she.