” “You would have to be blindfolded,” Sara smiled, “I couldn’t or wouldn’t ever be naked in front of you.” “You can blindfold me bef...re he takes your bra and thong off,” I whispered. “You are not going to see me in my bra and thong?” Sara asked, “ I could never do that,” she went on, “You would be blindfolded before I removed any of my clothes.” Doug bought Sara a beautiful backless dress to wear at his promotion party, it was a silky material. She once again had to remove her nipple rings. She does love her sister.The thin part was as think as my little finger. The think part only marginal thicker."Make sure it is well lubed." I told her. She looked around for some lube."Don't pretend you aren't aware you are leaking the perfect lube yourself."She blushed even deeper than Re. But she pushed the plug in her pussy. It almost completely disappeared. She fucked herself a couple of times with it before handing it over to me.I sniffed it and probed it with my tongue. "Perfect" I. In my junior year I was five foot five, with blue eyes and dark blonde hair down past my shoulders. I wasn’t skinny but, as were most of the girls then, was fairly slim and in pretty good shape physically. In Michigan around a small town a lot of the things to do were active and usually out of doors – especially at that time. I mean no video games, no cell phones, no computers. There was television – two channels – but nothing much of interest during the daytime. No, we played outside a lot –. I even squeezed the air out of the baggie so they'd stay "Fresh" for him and as I placed them down into my backpack, I blushed beet red knowing very well what I was doing and loving every minute of it. The rest of the night seemed to drag on and on as I counted down the hours until I saw Evan the next morning. I masturbated furiously that night – numerous times, thinking about Evan holding my panties in his hands and finding the glistening wetness I very much wanted him to find. The next.