Ander’s fingers dig deeply into her ass, and in a single motion, he hoists her onto the bed. Four hands swiftly move. He pushes the hem of her dress...up around her waist, her hips rising to permit him to expose her panties. They are drenched, wetter than he has found her in ages. By the time he has gotten this far, Janelle has exposed his manhood by unzipping his pants and shoving them briskly to the floor.Fingers exploring her exposed and swollen nether lips, Anders runs them up and then down,. . I had plans... "We don't want to spoil Rae's fun, do we?" Apparently she agreed and, knowing that we could see her, but not admitting she knew, she hesitantly pulled off her panties too. For a moment, she stood chin up, akimbo, soaking in our admiration. The fuzzy outline of her untrimmed bush was obvious even in the low light and our horny imaginations quieted the room. I whispered, "Now, hon, go stick your tits out the window and feel the cold air. I want to feel and taste your tall, thick,. A few have but none ever returned. We are told that it's because the country up there is so good. I'm not so sure now. It appears the priests may be lying or were lied to."Red said, "Let me change clothing before I go out. We'll report back around supper time."After they left, Miranda sidled up to me and said, "Let's play with Sylvie some more. She needs her mind taken away from the death." Bring all three in and we'll play with all of them." I will let them decide. Sylvie will be there for. “Oh no you don’t” you challenge. “Oh yes I do and I will” he retorts back. He then opens your door and closes it for you. The thoughts go through your mind again. Why am I doing this? Why does he want me so? Is this my way of telling him I want him back? Do I really want him again? The thoughts roll through as he drives out of town, onto the highway. The drive is somewhat scenic but overall not exciting. Though you feel the air flow under your skirt. It tries to dry the dampness of your thighs.