You know she’s right, you know your cunt is gushing fluids although you are pretty sure it has much more to do with the situation than any kind of m...sturbation. Though the fact that you are in such a state that you helplessly grind yourself against her probing fingers make it clear to anyone that you belong like this.Then the man who was cuffing you grabs you. He was a stranger to you before tonight. Soon, you expect he will be no stranger to any part of your body. The man eagerly gropes your. He was a man and I just helped him with his manhood. I didn’t seduce a kid. If anything, I did him a service. He was a shy young man who knew nothing about how to act with a woman. I helped him. If along the way I got some enjoyment out of it, is that bad?”“I’m not judging you. I’ll admit it, it sounded hot how you helped Logan with his manhood as you put it. I just can’t ever imagine I could do that.”“Right because you’re chicken. I will bet you right now that you would chicken out. A hundred. "Lance, we will be good friends," I smile.Next is another woman, and the sight surprises me; her pussy is bare, shorn of its hair and smooth as her bottom. Her lips are proud and prominent. My hand slippery with Lance's cum, I slide my fingers over her bare sex and then into the wet valley. "My name is Carol," she says with a low voice as I manipulate her clit. I see her knees quiver."Hello, Carol," I said softly and warmly while continuing to massage the nub between her bald lips. Carol. "She smiled encouragingly."Polly, um ... Polly," and then in a rush. "Will you marry me?"Now it was Polly's turn to be struck dumb. She gazed at him and her eyes filled with tears.Garry misinterpreted them. He thought they were tears of sadness and that she was going to turn him down. His own eyes filled."Please, Polly ... Please don't turn me down."That did it. Polly pulled her hand from his and flung her arms round his neck."No, Garry ... I mean yes. Yes, I will marry you. Of course I'll.