Her body was absolute perfection, a goddess sent to walk on earth. Her brilliant emerald green eyes were piercing and sparkled of their own inner ligh.... And when she moved, she moved with a grace and power that had everyone captivated by her, waiting with baited breath to see what she had to say.It was easy to see how she intimidated people so easily. But for me, there was only a warm smile and a happy hug.We shared a light peck right in front of Marissa, and then caught up on all the things. He kept talking not about what he wanted to do to me (like most of them did) but rather what I would do for him. Places he wanted me to go, things he wanted me to do, and situations he wanted me to get into. And the kicker - he was very detailed!*************************As we were talking he kinda stopped telling me what he wanted me to do in the future and told me what to do right then. And it wasn’t the basic boring just sit there and masturbate while he describes it. I remember it pretty. "You're very warm..." she mumbles as if she didn't want me to hear, but without the ambient noise of a class room or lunch room, I can make out every syllable. She shivers again, but this time, feeling her warm arm around my torso, I know this wasn't from the chill outside.It's as if she can read my mind... again with the psychopathic women."Is this real?"...shit, that came out.What will she think.Will she ignore it, please ignore it please ignore it.She does that thing that's like a girly. I withdrew and after getting some feeling back into my hand, with more suntan oil from Molly, I pushed into Faye and stroked her g-spot. Molly's mum was still filming when Gemma, still wearing her accessible 'swimsuit', sucked on my little willy and ordered me to chew her clit.Later at the Sybian Club party Faye straddled the masturbator wearing matching tartan hold-up stockings, a tiny kilt and a halter-neck top that just covered her tits from the front, but provided a lovely view of her.