” “What?” I said, eager to figure out what made this girl tick. “Will you call me Candy?” “Candy?” I asked, thinking it sounded like a h...okers name. “Candy. Just Candy…” she looked hesitantly at the window, and then looked back at me, with a serious face. “And you can slap me... if you want to.” “Do you like that stuff?” I asked her, willing to do whatever she wanted as long as it was within the context of pleasing her. “I’ve never… I’ve watched people do it… and when I think about it, that’s. ?My beautiful Steph.? he said as his hand caressed my cheek.? ?But now I need you to tell me.? I can?t do it unless you beg me to touch you,baby.?? His other hand was on my innerthigh, moving up and down, gently caressing me.?The devise buzzed just inches from my clit as he moved it around? just alittle, keeping my pussy hungry. I felt defeated.? Myhips continued to move around trying to capture the device.? My pussy kept lifting to find relief,demanding satisfaction.? I knew what Ihad to do.. I'm Mike. I'm stationed at the Naval Air Station." "I'm Terri. We've never been here before." "I think you're about the most gorgeous gal I've ever seen here. I really like Carol and Pat's, well Pat's, pardon the expression, about the best fuck on the planet. Neither of them hold a candle to you though." "Thanks Mike. I think I know where Pat is but where's Carol?" "She's upstairs with my two buddies. They wanted me to join them but I was waiting for you?" "Sorry to disappoint you but I think. "Nicole shook her head. "I'm sure we'd have a lot to talk about." Who said anything about talking?" Stacy said and twitched her eyebrows before grabbing the zipper and closing the tent door.Chuckling from catching her sister mentally robbing the cradle, she still couldn't resist a quick glance in the young men's direction before walking away. She had to agree that they were all delicious, but one of them had a major negative in his column. He was her manager's son, and if the apple hadn't.