She whimpered fearfully as she felt small, strong hands grasp her breasts through her sweat and slime drenched blouse. They squeezed her ripe breasts,...releasing, only to apply pressure again. Lily felt them about to explode when the hands ripped the flimsy blouse off her besieged body to fondle her bare. She felt the hands lift up her breasts to its mouth, where its warm breath caused her bare nipples to harden even more. When the giant tongue licked at the sensitive aereoli, Lily moaned. She. ‘Fucking people think I’m a moron. I fucking hate boys clubs.’ Other than moving my chair to face her I left her to pace the room and rant. Don’t you just love a woman who can multitask? She paused mid-rant and remembered I was sitting watching her. At first she blushed and then glared at me, daring me to disagree with her. I got up and walked over to her, rested my hands on her shoulders and took her back apace before she sat on the couch. With me sitting on the coffee table opposite her I. She jumped a little then moaned. She was having a hard time standing now, and he loved it. “I think you like that,” he whisper back at her. He fingered her vigorously for a few moments and then stopped touching her at all. She pouted. He stepped out of his pants, walked over to a chair, and sat down. She went to him, removing her skirt, panties, and bra as she walked. She stood in front of him, as he kissed her stomach and sides, making her jump. He watched her breasts dance as she moved away. A few minutes later, Kate came downstairs. "I've removed myself from competition," she explained. "Besides, I want to see this wonder schlong I've been hearing about!" I rolled my eyes, and she cajoled, "Come on -- you got to feel me up in the pool, but all I got was glimpses..." Turning to Annette and Cassandra, she told them, "You two can go on up," but when they got to the door, she had second thoughts, "Um, Annette, maybe you should stay so I have someone to keep an eye on me -- can't have.