She lay there very still. I reached down between her legs and gently caressed her pussy, gently rubbing and squeezing it, feeling it getting wetter an... wetter. She looked like she was going to cry so I stopped and hugged her telling her it was alright to get wet down there, that it was natural. I reached down there again and looked at her face. She was biting her lip as she got wetter and wetter. Soon her hips started to move and I smiled to myself, soon she would be ready for me.As her hips. Reaching back into the drinks cabinet, she heard the bathroom door open. Empty handed, she firmly shut the door and turned round. Her heart leaped into her still burning throat and she felt in severe danger of passing out. Walking out to stand in front of her, the two boys were clad only with towels wrapped around their waists.Dumbfounded she just stood and stared at them. Robbie walked up to her and held out a towel.Rene stared blankly at the offering. She started a conversation in her head.. As soon as we’re in the house he drops the pack on the floor, grabs me by my waist and hauls me over to the couch. Before I know it, Patrick turns me around, leans me over the side of it and gives me two hard smacks on my ass cheeks. I shriek and reach behind me to rub the sting out, but he quickly grabs my hands, holding them snug on my lower back, leaning over me. I’m panting hard. I’ve experienced playful spankings at the hands of college boyfriends, and even took a paddle to my own ass at. You open the message and go wide-eyed. "I'm on my way, see you in 10 minutes X." You check the time. You will be going on break as I arrive. You grin and the buzzing from your clit becomes a throbbing. Imagining what we are going to do distracts you from the ticking clock. While your excitement builds, your black lace panties become damp. I have visited you during work a few times, for lunch. We have met and then gone out somewhere. Your female work colleagues are jealous of the romantic.