She was, she knew, blatantly manipulating a bunch of people she thought of as comrades – if not exactly friends – and had basically imposed hersel... on them, using politics and theory, for sure, but also humour, empathy and, hell, simple bloody minded strength of personality.And while she felt a niggling twinge of anxiety about that – she did have principles, after all – she also ... well, she thought she now knew how a butterfly feels on emerging from its chrysalis. After the past couple of. I had a hard time talking for a moment because her explorations stole my brain. “Yeah, I’m blonde down there.”“A natural blonde,” she sighed into my aching vee. “Maybe you could let it grow out a little so I can see.”I realized she was sniffing me. I could feel her breaths as she moved. She seemed to love the scent of my arousal. I remembered how curious I had been about Bethany’s body our first time. Sam’s fingers were gentle as she opened me to peek inside. I watched her explore through. Unfortunately, she had forgotten that a 17 year old boys cock is limp only while it is waiting between bouts of being hard!She could not know what his cock was like while she was out of the room, but there was no doubt that it was standing at full attention currently. That caused Janet to give up on her idea of putting on a strip tease show to get John in the mood—he was most certainly already in the mood if his cock was any indication! Janet decided to forget about putting on an unnecessary. It was an amazing feeling to have someone else stroking his warm, hard cock.Randy bit his lip harder as his eyes shifted down to stare at the beautiful organ clasped in his fist. A delicate little pool of precum glittered around the tiny hole in the top. It looked absolutely delicious. The words were almost out of Randy's mouth to ask Taylor if he could lap it up with his tongue, but he hesitated. Why ask? he thought. He'll say yes.Randy sprawled out on his belly on the bed, pushing Taylor's.