When we have seen enough we go back to the hotel and change to go out to dinner. I find a restaurant that we will both like and we both start to order...We have both finished our meal and are talking about what we want to do the next day when I feel a foot creep up my inner thigh. Looking into your eyes I see a glint of mischief in them as you continue to move closer to my groin. I have forgotten what you can do with your feet and was caught totally by surprise on how skillful you are. I try to. He fell into the car and sat there numbly. It seemed like he had just gotten in the car when he was joined by CJ. He looked out the window as the scenery flashed by. He knew, even as the highway signs flashed by, that he wouldn’t remember the drive in the morning.He was led from the car by a helpful nurse. In the emergency room, he remembered crying some more and then a needle. There was nothing until morning when he woke in a hospital bed. CJ was in the bed next to his. He looked around in. However he didn’t seem disconcerted and so I ran my hands under the robe Ann was wearing. She had nothing on underneath, and I pulled the robe open to expose her big white breasts, dipping my head to suck on her hardening nipples as I reached a hand between her thighs. Her crotch was smooth and hairless, revealing that she still waxed, and was already moist: Ann gasped as my fingers parted her fleshy cunt lips and found the tiny nub of her clitoris, teasing it with my fingertips, and her. Id be grounded for two months if she found out everything I just said was a lie. She walked over to my bed which sits directly next to my PC. What other styles were you looking at? she sat down on my bed, her tits jiggled sexily when she made contact. Why did I notice that? You know.. Different art styles I dont know anything about art styles. Show me She shot back quickly. I knew I had to come up with something fast. I immedeately rotated my chair towards the monitor and deftly navigated to.