Brendan's computer was open, so I put on some Sade in Spotify. Sade is whatI would play when I wanted to score with a girl. The only difference thisti...e is that I was the girl.I reached behind, unzipped, and slipped out of my short black cocktaildress to reveal the black strapless bra and boyshort panties covering mysmooth, white flesh. I folded the dress neatly and d****d it over the backof his Herman Miller chair. I decided to leave my heels onÑI thoughtthat might look sexy.I involuntarily. When she told the same to Lana, our green-eyed friend grinned, then said, “Tell you what. We’ll both pay a penalty of an extra kiss for missing this one, even though it’s not our fault you can’t get your departure kisses now.”The six of us took something of a leisurely shower upon getting to the W house, one that included kissing and more sensual and sexual touching than typical.“Oh, god, you girls are enticing. I know we have plans for this evening, but I wish we could abandon them and do. Starting at my shoulders and slowly down my back to the cheeks of my bum, she slid her hand into my crack and gently washed that area her hand sliding under my body and finding my scrotum she gently tugged my balls washing every fold before turning me round to start on my front. As before my shoulders got initial treatment before she worked her way to my now rigid cock gently sliding her soapy hand up and down my shaft. Pulling back my foreskin she ran a soapy finger round my helmet making sur. Her mouth opened provocatively, then lifting her left breast she sucked gently on her nipple. As she released it Carl saw how the sucking and nibbling had caused it to harden, the areola crinkling, the nipple engorged and fiercely erect. Her hands went back to concentrate on her breasts kneading and rubbing them. As if drawn by a magnet her right hand once more descended between her widely spread legs. She lifted her bum, pushing her pussy clear of the soapy suds and she slid her fingers.