I want more," she replied. Parting her clothing to reveal her hip, she showed him her tattoo. "Did it hurt much when you got it done?" "Oh my god, it ...urt like a bitch! I like the way it feels now though. When you run your hands along it. It's smooth, then when you reach the tattoo, it's a little raised and rough." "Oh yeah, it is. That feels kinda cool." Zeke was caressing her hip, and moved out to caress her stomach. Leah closed her eyes, enjoying the feeling. His hands started to wander,. She was powerfully aroused and wanted to cum. It was a matter of convincing herself to do it while they watched.Her fingers combed her little patch of pubic hair and down the slippery slit. On the upstroke, she went deeper and caught her clit with the pad of her middle finger. Sexual electricity shot through her body.Crimson with embarrassment, she began to stroke the little bump at the top of her fresh pink slit with her thighs spread for everyone to see.Splayed on the table, her legs wide. “Check with your grandma.”Emery was the only c***d of Kim’s sister. His mom had passed away when he was much younger of a d**g overdose. Ever since then, he had lived with his grandmother. He spent a good amount of time at the Smith house. He had flawless chocolate skin, a slim waist, and taut bubble booty. He stood at five-foot-eight-inches tall.The evening came to a close and everyone wished each other well. Kim drove Skye, Connor, and Emery. Thunder followed behind them.At home, Thunder. She looked kind of tired though. Standing with her was a boy I guessed to be around 12 years old. He had short brown hair, was healthy looking, wearing jeans and a Transformers T-shirt. He was staring up at me with big blue eyes and seemed to be curious as he was clearly sizing me up. I looked at her and said Good morning, can I help you? She said Yes, is Peter home? He is, can I say who is calling? I asked. Are you his maid or something? she said tersely. I remained calm and said No. I am.