Maybe Jack had sucked out all of my scent already. Jack put his hands on my hips and guided me backwards to my bed. He lay me down and took the pantie... out of my mouth and started kissing me gently, rubbing his tongue against mine. His face was scruffier than my boyfriend's face. Jack was around my dad's age, somewhere in his forties, and his kissing style was so much more sensual than I was used to. He tucked my panties into my cleavage and started kissing down my neck to my chest. My purple. April peeked at Fiona's shocking red thong and noticed her friend had recently shaved not leaving a single trace of stubble. She felt a bit guilty because she hated to shave "down there" and hoped the thick cotton knickers hid her bush from view.The head nurse tapped Fiona's cheeks with her pointing stick making little indentations in her soft skin. Fiona winced at the intrusion and hoped it would not cause a ladder in her tights. They were so expensive and her parents were strapped to find. As I also never drank I told why cant we get drunk? She agreed. She said she will bunk her college and asked me to pick her up.The day came I went to her college and waited for an hour, she came late and entered in the car said sorry and gave a hug. I took her to my place and on the way I picked a bottle of vodka from the wine shop. We got to my flat, we started having raw shots, as its my 1st time I felt drowsy in 3 shots.. She said are you a guy at all? I felt little angry and told her lets. I didn't know why I couldn't move. But then you stepped forward, sliding your arms under mine to reach the front hook, and quickly unfastened it, pulling it slowly, smoothly open before letting the edges drop to my sides.They couldn't see you, but they saw your hands. I gasped, but the reaction from the table was instinctive and very positive. The men's muffled exclamations merged with movements of their hands as they adjusted themselves furtively under the table. One of them slowly rubbed one.