Our lips continue to stay together as my hands explore your body. Your shirt wrinkles as I slip my hand underneath to feel your skin under my hand. Yo...r fingers twist in my hair and gently pull me closer. My hands massage your body as they work under your shirt.Your hands leave my hair and move down my back and over my sides. Your fingers curl around the bottom of my shirt and pull it up over my back. The cool air of the room gives me goose bumps and makes me shiver. We sit up and you pull my. I stroked a little harder and glanced over at Tara out of the corner of my eye.My sister-in-law now had her hand underneath her panties and was rubbing herself faster. I could see some of her own black pubic hair sticking out of the top of her panties around her hand. I saw that she, too, was looking at me out of the corner of her eye. She watched my penis head as it throbbed between my hand as I stroked and squeezed my erection. It turned me on to know that I now had shared something intimate. We set back and chatted, mostly useless banter. I noticed how sexy she was looking, she had a normal t shirt and jeans but she just was so sexy, she could pull that off. Her jeans were hugging tightly against that sexy round ass of hers and she looked cuter than ever. After awhile we decided to stop bowling all together and just go to the bar, while the rest of the crew bowled, we did not won't to ruin there fun.I ordered us both some Corona's we started to talk, she was telling me how Bianca. But the way Lisa felt about her friend was the only thing she had kept from her. When Caroline first agreed to the kiss, Lisa knew she was in love, that she would be the happiest girl alive if only her friend reciprocated. The kiss had been originally Lisa's idea.For over half an hour, Caroline could not sleep, but lay in a frightful stupor. The question that kept running through her head was, "Am I a lesbian?" If it was just the kiss she could be able to answer that question, but the most.