This is for you. H.H.Happy birthday,’ I say. She turns around and taking the rose from my hands looks at me. For a second there is silence. Her lip... quiver and break into a smile. Slowly the smile is replaced by a chuckle, which turns into peals of laughter. ‘This is pathetic,’ she says, ‘even a loser like you should know better.’ Her eyes are no longer soft. They seemed cold, frightening somehow. ‘Who are you anyway, I don’t even know you?’ I try to tell her, tell her of the times we have. "Your boobs look bigger."At that Faith went scarlet. She stopped pinching her waist and one hand cupped a breast. I saw Nyx struggling not to offer some biting comment, and was relieved when she merely nodded her encouragement.Hoping to change the subject, I asked, "How are you ladies doing this morning?" I feel great!" Joce gushed. "But I'm so sore. You know, down there." Oh, I completely agree," Faith chirped. "Darrell is teaching me to ride and my legs are sore something awful." It's not her. She turned over and I started at the top working down slowly. As I reached her bottom she took hold of her bikini bottoms and tugged them into the cleft of her backside.Her beautiful bottom had cheeks like globes and I could just see wisps of hair peeping from between her legs. For the first time in my life I actually found my pussy getting wet at the thought of this young woman in front of me. I also went topless, but my breasts were not quite as erect as Melissa’s and I felt a little nervous. Not willing to be outdone, Emma drives her fingers deep into Megan’s pussy and begins to finger her slowly – knowing that she is on the brink of an orgasm, Emma stretches Megan’s pussy wide and starts twisting her fingers inside her which pushes Megan over the edge. The smell of girly juices fills their minds with more naughty thoughts, driving them wild and desperate for more, for this to never end. Writhing and squirming on Emma’s slender fingers, Megan rides them harder and faster and starts.