It's very still today, isn't it?" Yeah, it's like we shouldn't make any noise."He grinned at her then, before answering. "Well, you made enough last t...me." Me? You can talk. At least I wasn't grunting." You were busy with moaning, Maria. You didn't have time to grunt!" How dare you?" She also was grinning."What gets to me is that we both knew we were going to come back here when we got out of the house." It was inevitable really, wasn't it?" Well, eventually. But now?" Now is good, hon." Yeah?". Mavis felt her skin growing hot. Sleek muscles tensed under the silk dressing gown she wore as Terry's lascivious eyes prowled over her. "Mick took some boys from the summer recreation program camping in the Wasatches and won't be back until tomorrow afternoon," Terry said. And Mavis was aware of the lithe young girl's shallow, almost passionate breathing.And you want us to have a lesbian fling until then, Mavis thought. She wouldn't meet the flashing, sensual invitation in Terry's eyes. Maybe. I kept his right arm pinned, now against hisright side with my crotch. I pulled his left arm under his back and his weightrested on it.I now had his lower back laying on the inside of my left thigh, and my rightthigh rest on his stomach. I re-locked my ankles. This was like SO turning meon, and since he was a jerk I wanted to break him some more. As he lay theremoaning, I loved the feel of his soft weak body between my thighs in myscissors. I looked down at his broken lower ribs; his skin all. " No. Not a wax job."The woman got me prepared.(Jim)I'm not entirely sure why I suggested a wax job for Shirley, but it was part of my grand scheme for today. I knew I gave her a safe phrase in order for her to beg out at any time, but I also knew that Shirley had a competitive streak in her and didn't want to disappoint me. My only thoughts were for Shirley--she kept herself trimmed for me on a regular basis, and I also knew that having somebody poking around her pussy would be a turn-on for.