.. with you? Both of us? At the same time?" Why not? I remember hating second water so much. It's the only memory I have, and it's a bad one. I'd feel...horrible making you take second water tonight." I don't really need a bath," said Boots. "Like I said, it's only been a month since I was thorough wet." Yes you do," said Millie firmly. "And you know it." But we'd be ... nekkid ... together." So? Who would know besides us? We're friends ... aren't we?" I don't know if we're that kind of friends. I reached across and took hold of his amazing hard young cock and slid his foreskin all the way back before wanking him a little. I saw the sign for a Layby ahead and said to him “I’ll make it even better then wanking it off”, and drove along before pulling into the layby. I was now so horny it was painful seeing this lads superb erect cock that was already dribbling pre-cum down the side of it. I turned his way, took hold of his cock and began slowly wanking it again as more and more clear. My face turned bright red, and I wanted to turn away from his cold smirking gaze, but didn't dare.No-one had touched me like this before. My mind was repulsing, yet my body was relenting. His touch sent shivers up my body, making my back arch rigidly and my chest stick out. Seeing this, he stopped stroking himself and groped at my breasts through the blouse. As the bus hit a bump, making us rock gently, he flung my tie over my shoulder and plucked open a few buttons at chest level. He dug. "What about the pistol?" asked Johnson."L lent hers to me. I just got a permit to carry. I have a gun of my own at my office, but wanted one at my apartment." ... for Margie."Joe shrugged. "We figured the hitman would watch us, so Margie couldn't be seen training on fire arms. We showed her what we learned." A very attentive pupil," Johnson commented. "How old is she?" Sixteen." She's been living here?" She lives at her father's cabin in Barrington Hills." His name?" Harold Maguire. He's a.