“Yeah, me too I guess. Although the level of forced intimacy, despite the embarassment, or maybe because of the shared embarassment, was a huge turn...on for me.”I nodded thoughtfully, agreeing pretty much entirely with her analysis. Even though some of the things we had done, like sharing a toilet, were about as far from turn-ons as I could imagine when considered in isolation, the fact that we were doing these things together and were both pushing ourselves so far out of our comfort zones to do. .teasing me. I moaned louder every breathe he took. i started to lose it. i needed him to devour my pussy. i grabbed my boobs and closed my eyes and waited for something to happen. i inhaled and he dove in. he licked my pussy lips and started sucking on my clit. my back was now arched, and i was moaning like crazy. "ugghhhh yesss oooooo right there, yess baby ahh uhhh" he stuck two fingers in my pussy hard and fast while sucking my clit. i didn't know what to do with myself noone had ever done. Her own body ached as consciousness became clear and she did indeed hear the mad dash scuffling up the path to meet him. She turned and stretched luxuriantly, blissful in the moment. Surely she had known all along that he’d be home soon, hadn’t she? Her hands moved lightly along the flatness of her warm belly and passed up over her nipples as she thought of where he’d been. The bars, the parties with the painted girls- dresses tight- eyes and mouths spilling promises and lies. She ached to. Just before you and Jim had that row I noticed you were being a bit bitchy. Well, I just passed it off as a random mood swing, but get this…you weren’t the first to be a bitch.” Carl said, in hushed tones. “What do you mean?” William asked nervously. Just how much did Carl know about him? It was common knowledge that Carl Rogers was the kind of boy that was always in the know. He was the rumor mill and the spy; he was the kind of boy that knew a lot about the people around him. It was a scary.