No problem, I was wet.As he began to take long slow strokes I looked out at the lights and traffic below me.He grabbed one of my straps and began to s...ide it down my shoulder. I let go of the balcony rail and he eased it down. He then slid off the other strap and slid my dress down to my waist.He reached up and milked my heaving breasts as he continued to stroke me.I looked around and wondered how many nearby residents were watching me getting pounded by this actor, my dress pulled up at one. She smiled at me before speaking. "Thank you, Tom. First, I'm not married. Second, if we're going to work together you can call me Sandy—all my friends do."She had a beautiful soft voice that made me forget about computers. After a few more instructions, Mr. Dobson went to talk to some of the other students.Sandy mentioned Mr. Dobson gave her the okay to come in on Tuesday and Thursday evenings. My classes would be over by then but I had no problem coming back to help her however I could. By. Hunter knew the girl, knew of her family, and knew that she had her own sports car which her father had presented to her on her sixteenth birthday. Hunter immediately accepted her offer, and within minutes they were out of the city limits and heading for "someplace a bit more private" is the way she put it. For the next several hours, Hunter "scored" repeatedly, after some lessons from her on the fundamentals. Until that night, despite his charm and good looks, the most excitement he had ever. “We’re all committing to the game. Let’s have some fun.”So we started. I got the first choice. “Dare”D. “Massage the feet of one of the players.”I removed Simone’s shoes and gently rubbed her feet, sending wonderful sensations up the legs. As a bonus, I massaged the calf. She was skittish at first, but finally smiled. Billy: “Dare”D. “Slow dance with one of the players for two minutes.”He choose Liz and they danced, without music, holding on to each other with their bodies.