Like old times she was painting my toenails in my bedroom. In this newworld I had already done hers, after some gentle persuasion. First,fascinated, s...arching for my Alex, I'd watched Lexia reach under herskirt to skim off her tights. With braided hair, mascara and subtlelipstick, my ex-boyfriend was self-consciously feminine.The cool lick of polish across my nails never faltered. "And you weremine," she whispered."It's more important to girls."Alex had been the one; at sixteen I'd been so. .. please," he groaned. Latoya grabbed his ball sack with her other hand, roughly fondling the tight sack. "They feel full of cum," she moaned, squeezing his dick, just below the head.Joe looked at her with a pleading look, slowly nodding. He made his dick throb even harder, feeling on the verge of cumming.Latoya roughly started stroking his dick quickly. She released his ball sack, and started lightly slapping it. "Time to get it out of there," she moaned, smiling at him.Joe threw his head. The weather was hot and we had an hour to kill before the noon movie starts. One of them suggested playing a game where one of us annoys someone in the bank we were standing in front of, while the others would sit away and watch. I kind of liked the idea, since it was a win/win situation on one hand we will have something to do out of the heat and on the other hand it will be fun to do a stunt especially in a guarded bank. We pulled the sticks and I was in, I felt a little bit hotter but didn't. He tugged at them with his teeth, pulling them down gently. I helped the rest of the way, lifting my bottom up off the bed and peeling them down, flinging them somewhere into the darkness of the room.He slid down the bed, spreading my legs apart and bending his head down to my pussy. He laid hot kisses against my mound and I fought against the urge to grab his head and bury it between my legs. I fancied that steam was rising from my wet slit, I was so hot for him.My hands went to the back of.