I start to rub it through the side of my panties. My asshole twitches in anticipation.I squirt some Vaseline on my fingers and pull aside the panty. I...start to work some Vaseline around my ass before easily slipping in two wet fingers. My hole clamps around them tightly, and I let out a sigh. Shivers run up my spine. I pull my fingers out to my knuckles, and then slowly work them back in. I start to work up a rhythm, and begin to fuck myself with my fingers. I work in a third finger with little. Then again, I hoped he didn’t because I imagined the uproar if he woke up to catch me peeking through the crack left because the pocket door didn’t slide completely shut.The man on the radio was talking about the war in Europe. Apparently, Poland had fallen and nothing else was happening. The man on the radio thought Britain and France would do a deal with Germany like they’d done before and that’s why nothing was happening. The news ended and some slow music came on.To my surprise, Pa snorted,. To make matters worse, she was tense with physical frustration. She kept seeing images of Pete's rigid prick. She kept feeling his hands upon her, and feeling Cal's hands, also. She recalled the thrust of Cal's excited organ as it had strained against her belly when he had embraced her.The distraught eighteen-year-old blamed herself for entertaining such thoughts, but she could no more turn them off than she could stop the moon from shining or hush the breeze that whispered across the. Beautiful, sensual, and erotic, Alexa. Dressed up in panties, bra and a wig, I found it incredibly easy to have feelings for her.At first, she had sucked my cock. A first for both of us. It was a dizzy, light headed blur, but nothing had ever felt better. That first experience quickly led to more, more of everything, in every way, even kissing. Romantically, passionately, open mouthed and sensually, kissing. Holding Alexa’s beautiful, petite body in my hands. Feeling her perfect, perky little.