At least she can do something about one of them.She reaches up with one hand to turn off the alarm clock on top of the counter next to her bed keeping...one hand on her crotch. No doubt the vibrations caused by the clock caused the trophy that hit her to move and finally fall down. She gets a bit cold pulling out of her cover as she only sleeps with a pair of panties on and nothing else. Her large breasts jiggle a bit as she struggles to reach the clock but just as she touches it she accidentally. As i was playing i noticed a guy watching me play but really didn't think to much of it as i was busy concentrating on each ball and how i wanted to rack up as many points as possible. After the game ended the guy was still standing looking at me kind of made me nervous. The guy then said pretty good game yeah i said but i know i could do better. By the way my name is Todd the man said i said my name Daniel but most people call me Danny, well Danny nice to meet you would you like to play for a. Choosing which leg to kiss first is an impossible decision, so I devour the closest one; each time I work my way closer to your prize. Precious few centimeters separating my mouth from your fruit, the anticipation in the air is palpable. Gently, I rub my nose and lips along the outer edge of your flower, stopping only briefly to breathe warm air onto your petals. I lick from the bottom to the top with a wide flat tongue, until I reach your pleasure button. From here I flick and flutter, as you. Carl didn't even look at him. "We could do other things then, fun things." He grinned. I chose to ignore him. There was no way I'd be going over to his house to do 'fun things'. "Lyra? What do you say?" Carl asked, leaning closer. His lips were centimeters away from mine, I was about to back away when Carl's beer flew out of his hand, spilling all over my chest and dress. "Ugh," I said, patting my dress. "Woah, son, how many have you had?" Carl's dad laughed from the sofa. "That wasn't me!".