‘Thanks.’ she replied, spreading her legs a little so that they could clearly see the cum leaking from her folds, ‘You should try my ass.’ Gre... grinned at her, ‘I plan to.’ Ted, who had been quiet up till now said, ‘You know, I bet we could fist her.’ Greg looked at his friend out of the corner of his eye, both of them looked speculatively at Paris who just smiled and spread her legs a little wide again. Ted grinned, ‘I’ll do it, you concentrate on getting hard again and then I can fist her. ‘It’s gorgeous, Wesley. I absolutely love it.’ She walked to where Tick was curled upon his little bed and crouched down beside him to rub and scratch on his head. ‘What’s wrong with you, Tick? Wanting me to get out of your bedroom so you can sleep?’ ‘That dog is so spoiled. Anne ruined him. His brother isn’t near so pushy.’ Wesley sat on the end of the bed and started to kick his boots off. Lacey grinned, rubbing on Tick a bit more and then glanced up to where Wesley was sitting on the edge of. ...' I left this hanging in the air for a moment, to give him time to digest that I was presenting him with an opportunity to get a peek at me in return for yesterday, if he thought I was 'beautiful', before pecking him on the cheek once more, and then running up the stairs to my room. I left the door half open, deliberately.I was tingling inside with anticipation. Would he follow me or not? If he did, would he do it quietly as I suggested, so that I could pretend not to know he was there? I. His crew gave him a suspisious look as they took their seats in the front. My only thing that was running though my mind was: i hope my fucking eye liner isnt running. “I like your skirt" I heard a deep sexy intoxicating voice say. I relized it was the voice of terrance. “stop bull shitting" i say nervously. This cracks him up. “No bullshit. You look nice today." He said softly leaning back in his desk with his eyes glued on me waiting for my.