Slowly Steve disappeared and Carol emerged from her hiding place behind the fair features of his face. Carol was expecting Eleanor to arrive any momen... during the entire time she was selecting her outfit. She eventually decided on a knee length denim skirt and a white tank top with a picture of an angel crossing her fingers behind her back and a forked tail under her robes. When Eleanor hadn't arrived by the time Carol started to use a curling iron to give some style to her shoulder length hair. Ryan seemed quite taken aback by Karen’s forthright confession and jokingly said, "That’s all very well but you can’t beat the real thing." Karen instantly responded by saying, "That depends on whose real thing we’re talking about." I interceded with, "What’s your real thing like Ryan?" He blushed and said, "not bad, not bad, I’ve never had any complaints." Karen and I looked at each other and smiled. Then she said to me, "Oh well I guess we’ll just have to take his word for it." "Not. His hand gradually worked down my back again, much quicker than it had last night. When his fingertips rested on the cheeks of my ass and he was gently massaging them he leaned closer and said, "Tell me about those stories you read."Oh god! What could I say? What did he want me to say?I paused for a long time, trying to marshal my thoughts. I paused long enough that he brought his hand around and rested it on my upper thigh and squeezed hard.I gasped and he repeated in a much firmer voice,. I pulled it down and there they were, right in front of me. Big, round, fair. Her areolas weren’t too dark or big but the nipples, big and standing, inviting me. I pounced on them. Started sucking on nipple while nibbling the other one with my hand, I alternated with them and feasted like a hungry child. She whispered “They are not going anywhere”. The way she said it made me even more horny and i kissed her even harder.This continued for another half an hour. She said we should sleep. I said,.