We move onto your inner thigh. One on the left, and the other on the right. You sigh in frustration, yet still pleased for what is about to come. You...so badly wanted us to be there and stay there forever. We tickled your thigh and skin with our dancing tongues and up and over your knees we went, him on the left and me on the right. You jump, you pulse and you giggle, but then the passionate and pleasurable touches return as you felt us kissing your ankle softly. You knew there was only one. ’ His eyebrows raised when she giggled, a totally un-Mia-like sound. Her hand smoothed over the stubbled flesh of his cheek. ‘See how easy I made you think that this whole getting me into bed business was your idea? Yep, you’re a real pushover.’ Aidan rolled her over, coming up on top of her. ‘This was your idea?’ ‘How many times have you beaten me at the range, Aidan? Think about it…’ ‘I have. I know I have.’ He rolled off of her, sitting up in bed and running his hand through his short hair.. I took my middle finger and inserted it in my pussy. I took it out and licked it in front of them. I was putting on a show for them.They tried to take pictures, and I said, “No photos.” The new guy came close. He started massaging my boobs with one hand and my ass with the other hand. I have had sex many times before, with my bf, my boss, etc. So a man touching me is not new.But this guy’s hands were too rough. And that on my soft boobs made me moan. By the way, the new guy also was of similar. Her face was angelic with hazel eyes and her face was beautiful, her hair golden blonde, long, wavy and soft. I get a boner every time I look at her. She knows she's sexy, because all the guys do that around her, even me. She seems to like looking at me, sometimes she lets me see her, but not noticeably. Like, she spreads her legs more, or she leans a little this way or that. I never saw anything, but it the thought that counts.But this story starts when she was twenty. My father, Donald and.