"You're getting a little frisky, aren't you," she said. "Shelly, do you remember the first few weeks that the guys lived together? Rachelle would neve... leave the bedroom without a full-length burka. Now she's prancing around practically naked in front of our men."Shelly chuckled slightly. She had reacted the same way, rarely venturing out of the bedroom in any state less than full conservative dress."What is everyone planning for Break?" Rachelle asked to change the subject. She didn't like. But Mouse was a girl he knew around the edges at best, and that much he knew not so much from what she did or said but from what she didn't do or say. She spoke as if words cost money, and while she was living there as an employee of sorts - a university sophomore earning a room and a little cash in exchange for housework and whatever odd chores Lamb needed help with in his studio - she kept to the privacy of her room unless she was working.The panties were plain, white cotton. They would have. She smacked my ass for my impatience, then circled my sphincterwith her cock head to slick my waiting opening.Then, without warning, she thrust into me. My ass filled with her cock, and when I thought it could fillno more, she thrust in again. I bolstered myself against the floor with my forearms, but she keptpushing, filling me slow, second after second, sliding in to depths I never knew. When she caught asnag, she would pull back, slap my ass again, the push in once more. Finally, three slaps. Her skin smooth as cream under his warm palm. "Ah!" She gasped when his fingers stroked the wet spot on her panties. She was definitely ready. Her hips raised from the bed, pressing her whetted sex against his thick fingers. Tony pinched her sensitive pink nipple with his teeth and pressed harder against the fabric of her panties until the material was the only thing between his finger and her throbbing clit. Amanda's mouth opened, her breathing ragged, she tried to call out his name. "Oh,.