At this point, I was gasping and I would have surrendered and just ran away if I could have. I couldn’t move.I squirmed and tried to escape but they...had me pinned down and completely vulnerable. This sucked and I mean things with the girls had gone from being awesome a few hours ago to being terrifying.Waverly flipped me over face down and spread my ass cheeks effortlessly like I was a rag doll. I could put up no resistance. She slapped my ass cheeks hard at an angle under the buttocks and then. Ah my stash..... You see after my last girlfriend dumped me, she had left some of her underwear behind. At first I was going to throw them away, but for some reason I kept them. She was a size 8 and I knew from trying these things on before when we were together for giggles they would fit me. I rummaged around and pulled out a pair of pink satin panties (you can see a pic in my underwear album). As I looked at them I remembered how good she looked in them, and how good they felt when I had used. ”“I know how much you like it when I touch your thigh, like this.”“Hey, you said no funny business. Here, take this joint and stop touching me.”“You like it when I move my hand up your thigh like this, nice and slow.”“I said get your hand away. Man, you’re right, that’s good stuff, mmmmmm.”“You like it when I move my hand all the way up your thigh and get close like this. You like that, don’t you?”“I do but you said no playing around.”“You like it when I tease you, barely touching you.”“Oh. "The jerkoff total is usually pretty high up there," he admitted. "And it was worse yesterday. Still, it isn't your fault. I found out that one of the guests here called a few of the TV stations to tell them you were here. Don't worry about it."He patted Andy on the shoulder and closed the door behind him. Andy drove down the block and was waiting outside the shop when Regan emerged with an umbrella that was big enough for the entire offensive line of a football team to huddle beneath. Andy got.