His wife said, that must be pure torture, to have a beautiful woman rub all over you, feel your hard cock against her and can't do anything about it. ...Maybe torture for her too, to get all worked up and can't have that hard cock. I know how much I love to feel your hard cock in me, I'm sure she would like it too, even if she can never have it since it's mine. Now, here he is, sitting in his truck, with money in his wallet and that conversation going through his head. He starts to get. Might as well. Together we stepped out into the downpour and began our walk home. We jogged and we skipped along, dancing through the rain together. As we moved down the suburban street, we came upon a larger puddle that spanned the road. The two of us stopped several feet from it. It wasnt deep, but we were both in an adventurous mood. I dont know if we can make it… I said dramatically. We can jump it… We have to. Its the only way, she said, playing along perfectly. Ill go first, I offered. I. As they turned the corner, I saw Bobby give Betty Lou a smile. It wasn't going to be as quick and easy as that, of course, but when all was said and done, I figured that Patty Long was going to be the one who was disappointed."Ain't love grand?" Missy said as her arm slipped through mine."Yes, it is," I replied as we headed off toward English class. "And so are you, because whatever the hell you said to Betty Lou — and no I'm not asking again — there is no doubt that it saved their. "I've always wanted to see you without your bra." Without saying a word, Kristen slowly lowered the straps of the dress and pushed the top to her waist. Michelle couldn't speak. She just reached out and gently cupped one breast in her hand and rubbed the nipple of the other with her thumb until the dark pink tip grew erect."Ohhh, that feels good," Kristen moaned as she dropped her head back. Michelle took her friend's hand and led her to the bed. She rolled the dress the rest of the way down.