‘I’m feeling better all the time.’ He toyed with the ends of her hair. ‘I know I keep saying it, but I missed you a lot.’ ‘I missed you, t...o, and it’s nice to hear.’ Ryan traced a finger along his jaw. ‘I’m really sorry how everything went for you: the concussion, the playoffs. I wished I was closer when those things happened.’ ‘I wished you were, too, but you’re here now, so it’s all good.’ ‘Yeah, it is.’ This time she kissed him. Brody tangled his fingers in her hair and deepened the kiss. He. My fingers venture their way down your body pausing briefly at your breast to squeeze it before travelling down to your now wet pussy. My fingers split open your pussy’s lips, I feel how wet you are. “Still too clean, babe,” I whisper into your ear after breaking our kiss. “Let’s get you bit dirtier sexy.” I slide my finger straight into your pussy, you’re so wet that you gasp in pleasure as my finger enters your tight, wet, pussy. It’s gone all the way inside you. You start moaning as my. ..get the fuck out those close and into your panties. Then start sucking, you've got a full days work ahead of you..." I stripped and pulled up the snug fitting panties as Charlie turned me around looking at how they fit me and touching my buttocks. Daniel came over and turned my back to Charlie and gripped my buttocks and spread them apart. "...look here, I even got the panties with the butt open so our little Bitch can feel real girly..." Charlie pushed his forefinger into my butt crack and. She usually wouldn't bring up sex to someone else, but maybe the hangover had her still acting a bit silly. He sat next to us by the fire, and asked how we were feeling. We both told him how sick we felt from the night before and figured we wouldn't be doing any drinking that night. Then he said he felt great, and offered us his solution. He passed my wife a well rolled joint, and told her this will have her feeling better in no time. She never smokes pot, but I guess the idea that it may help.