I reach over into the case and pull out a large vibrator that looks like a cock. I smile at you wickedly turning the vibrator on low and brush it over...my nipples,back and forth letting them get hard as the little slut beneath me begins to squirm. I smile at you lean forward running the tip of the vibrator against her slit and she moans loudly. I look up at you and smile wickedly. “Shall I?” I ask and you nod slowly smiling.I slid the tip into her wet pussy and you can see it pulse and wrap. "Hey!" she warned somewhat playfully, "Stop that! Those are taken."Misty's eyes widened as she followed Zack's gaze down to where her shirt was hanging dangerously low in the front and quickly clasped her hand to her chest, moving her shirt to block his view. "Hey!" she exclaimed, blushing her way through several shades of red."Don't worry," chuckled Zack with a dismissive wave of his hand, "Just being a guy." You never look at me that way," teased Miranda, giving the service entrance an. At the restaurant where I worked some during the summer, a hot and cute waitress, two years older than me, was flirting with me. One day when no one was looking she grabbed my ass, whispered nasty stuff to me, and stuck her tongue in my ear. But at night when I went to jerk off it was Barbara that occupied my mind.Late that summer, with a few days left before school started, I was at the shack when I heard noises. I looked out through a crack in the wall and spotted Barbara just as she was. For a 15 year old, I was a brick shit house. Even had that 'V” going on at my back. I always tried to be more thankful than proud. My body development was exceptional, and rare. I was one lucky white b o I . I glanced over my shoulder to see my lil bro, Dustin, sitting in the doorway, sucking on a Yahoo, watching me show off to myself. I just shoot him a big grin. “Later, lil bro”. I pulled on my moto boots, white silver and blue, with the thick tall socks, then adorned the chest protector,.