… that my pantyliner is overflowing with every touch, slick and slippery from sweat and that clear dew that I sometimes lick off my fingers when I'm...in bed with that book, imagining they are not my fingers-He presses two fingers flat against my pussy until I can feel my own pulse pounding in my labia.… and I'm going to come right here in this elevator, in front of all these people, at the hands of this complete stranger whom I allowed to molest me, like I'm one of those desperate and. Mostly, she didn't want it to happen again. "You okay?" He asked, not looking up as he read the newspaper in front of him. "Huh? Oh, yeah, whatever," she kept toying with her food. At least he wasn't bringing it up. It annoyed her in a way but it helped her keep her emotions in check. "Working late again tonight? My sister might be co—" "No. Tell her no," he was firm, serious. His tone had a sense of finality to it. "What?" "No. She can't. Joan's ass was now up in the air inches from Linda's head. Linda took hold of her ass cheeks and moved her right in front of her face; she placed a little kiss on each cheek before dipping her tongue between her sweet pussy lips. I knew she had made contact when Joan sucked down hard on my dick. The idea of my wife's tongue exploring our best friend's pussy as I watched her nose disappear in her crack had me very close to losing my load. Linda was really licking and sucking on Joan's pussy. I. “You are NOT naked in that hot tub!” she exclaimed. I answered “Well, not both of us”Sophie turned to me and said “Oh please, she wouldn’t even know what to do, there’s no way”I was leaving tomorrow. I didn’t care. After an entire week fucking Emma, I thought why not give Sophie a turn too. I answered “Why don’t you climb in and find out” and flashed her a huge smile.Sophie grabbed my arm and started to pull.“Get the fuck out of there right now, both of you. You know you’re not supposed to be.