They both were sideways to me, so I had a pretty good view. Amy put her book bag down on the ground then reached up under her skirt. The next thing I...saw was Amy pushing her panties down to her knees. They were blue cotton panties like most girls her age wear. Amy then lifted her skirt up and I had a beautiful view of her small hairless pussy."That is beautiful Amy, I wish my pussy looked that nice."Jill was obviously turned on and didn't waste any time putting her hand on Amy's pussy. Amy. Harry finished eating and reapplied the lipstick and gloss in the mirror.It was feminine enough putting on lipstick, but when Harry noticed hisnails whilst holding the lipstick tube he realised how far gone he was andblushed furiously, this brought the pink in his cheeks out further and hefelt even worse. He slowly made his way down the hall on wobbly legs, theheels constantly threatening to pitch him over, the petticoats rustledloudly with every step, the heels clacking along too. He realised. She leaned up and whispered in my ear. "Don't worry, nobody knows I am 17." She kissed my cheek.We were seated by the hostess on the patio next to the ocean. It was a busy restaurant, so Katie sat close and talked quietly. Her long lashes accented her dark eyes that seemed to be able to read my mind. Our jitters melted away, and the conversation began to flow.She told me more silly stories about her childhood and some embarrassing stories about Rachel. She told me about her plans to go. We could go back and ‘get ready’ ourselves and make them leave us alone. Then if we like what we try we can let the guys in on it later. What do you think?” “I think Roger is going to crap his pants,” Denise said, leaning back for a hearty laugh. “Let’s go!” Forty-five minutes later Roger and I were startled from our own kiss as our wives burst into the apartment. It was halftime in our game on TV, and we couldn’t help ourselves. We were making out and rubbing each other’s cock through the.