“Go out and buy the girls something sexy to wear for our night together. None of that stuffy conservative shit they normally wear. I want every head...to turn when we are seen with them. The sluttier, the better. Make sure that they both have those high, fuck me heels,” the note read. Gibson had a great time shopping for the girls. When he gave the girls the packages, he explained Lewis’s instructions. As each of the girls dressed for their night they became more and more aroused as they put on. " "Are you sure about that? There are some strange fan fictions. Are you sure you'll be comfortable with whatever you find?" "Of course, what's the worst that can happen?" Carly typed iCarly into the search bar of the first fan fiction site she saw when she goggled the term “fan fiction site” and was greeted with 300+ results. "Oh my." Carly said, "Where do I start?" "Give it to me," Sam said, grabbing the PearPad. "I know where the good stuff is."Little did Carly know, Sam was secretly a huge. Not heavy makeup but just a light touch of lipstick and a whiff of a musky perfume that made me want to fuck her every time I smelled it. We became very close doing all kind of fun things together, and of course working on my skills as a lover. I felt that I was taking a master course in sex with her. When I asked her how she had gained such knowledge of the subject she would just smile sweetly at me and change the subject. One day I just did not let her change the subject and told her I needed. The honey in her belly seemed to get warmer and more liquid with each passing moment. His lips had found their way to her left breast and he gently ran his tongue around her erect nipple, drinking in her fragrance and her warmth, making her writhe and coaxing a sigh from her parted lips. Her hands caressed his taut body, running over his back, his chest, his belly, timid but determined, she sought to find his maleness. Hesitantly she touched his hard warmth. She wrapped her fingers around him,.