Vix knew she would fall in love with the young monkey boy so she avoided his gaze at all costs, she could hardly trust herself anymore. She tried her ...ardest to not look at anymore, but it was impossible to do in such a busy town on such a busy night. She felt the love potion hit harder now than ever, her head started to spin, anxiety was rising to a new high, all four legs were trembling from stress and fear, and the constant need to fight the urge to embrace her monkey buddy was causing her. "I loved having you deep inside me like that—it was amazing. But we have to be careful and pick our times. Tomorrow is Friday and we can have all weekend. Do you think we can talk Grace into spending the night at Jenna's?" I don't know, I think she has a big project due next week, but I'm not sure. She hasn't had a sleepover at Jenna's in awhile." Alright, let's see if we can think of something to say to her. In the meantime, let's try and keep it cool tonight. I'm so exhausted, I don't know. Carrie leaned forward, draping her hair across Mike and, putting her hands on the back of the chair for support, moved her breasts to either side of him, close to his face. Knowing that her hair and the dark corner masked him, he moved forward fractionally and kissed the nipple nearest to him. It hardened instantly, and Mike felt his cock swell in sympathy. He was glad of the dress covering him down there; at least it might not be too apparent!He also felt Carrie stiffen, just fractionally; no. Clearly very misinformed about most things sexual being young and inexperienced, we laughed at how clueless we both were. Then Chris asked me in a non threatening way “Jonny can I see your pubic hair?” I felt comfortable showing him knowing we were in a safe place despite the occasional car going by. I started to take my shorts down. My heart raced as I felt the slightly cooler air brushing against my increasingly bare pelvis. I caressed my silky shorts down across my stiff cock all the way to.