"You!... By name! 'Hey, Carter, ' he said!" Where's Ingmar? It might be... them -- out there." I don't think it was them," Harry said. "The man sounde... -- he sounded -- friendly." Find Ingmar, will you? We need to ask him how he wants to play this." I headed down to the fourth floor, to the radio transmitter.Nobody was talking when I got there. The radio, as usual, was silent except for a moderate buzz of static. Ingmar showed up along with Harry, who was telling him what had happened."If the. Watching her walk back and forth, her breasts pointing the way, my cock became fully hard. I stroked myself. I saw her hold up a short, sheer negligee and wondered when she could ever wear it. God, what a tight little butt. I kept stroking. Let’s agree that masturbating is another of life’s great pleasures. The silky fine hair between her legs drew my eyes whenever she turned toward me. Remembering the handheld on the shower, I switched it on and aimed the hard spray at my balls. It reminded. I took it and pulled her up, her skirt slid down her legs covering her cum smeared thighs. She shyly avoided eye contact as she put a hand under her skirt then pulled it back with globs of semen on her finger tips. She looked at the mess and said “That felt good but you made a big mess.” She wiped her fingers on my shirt.Since neither of us had ever done anything like that before and since I wasn’t exactly sure what we had done I said “I don’t think I was inside you.”She looked up at me “You. Then he was really surprised when he found Anita was using a snap crotch. He had his fingers working in and out her pussy while he sucked her nipples. She was feeling hornier by the second.She reached over and felt him through his pants, finding a nice hard bulge inside. He whispered in her ear for her to get it out, which she clumsily did....The stranger then slowly pressed her head down to his lap and she kissed the head of his dick, running her tongue around it slowly...But he suddenly.