“Do me, do me,” she requests.“In a moment, let BJ regain her senses,” I say to her.I caress her face looking into her eyes.“Are you ok darli...g?” I ask her.“OH YEAH,” she says in a soft gentle voice.I unplug myself from BJ and playfully push Danni onto her back. She has her legs parted almost immediately. However, instead of just putting my cock into her pussy, I realize that I need to slow her down a bit. I slide down and put my face into her womanhood. She grabs my head and pushed my face even. "Pop wasn't mad, he could never be mad at Betty, nobody could. She was just too nice."Oh don't worry about it, but you should go home and change, " he suggested."Why what for?" Asked Midge."Well, for one thing," he blurted out without thinking. "I can see your nipples right through those wet T-shirts of yours."Looking down at themselves and each other, they all noticed that what Pop said was true. They could clearly see their dark aureoles through the wet T-shirts and all regretted not wearing. Your hand snakes up my neck and into my hair.... your fingers close slowly, and you pull down steadily, arching my head back slightly as you pull my hair... My eyes glaze and my breathing is coming in hoarse pants...You look down and you can see my tits heaving.. The person walks by my big window again and I’m cursing inside that I don’t have blinds.. She smiles at me as she walks past, completely oblivious. As I hear the warehouse door close behind her, my eyes roll back into my head and I. ..most of the guys had passed out....except for 2. Me and His name was John. He was an handsome boy and one all the girls giggled for during school. Both He and I were always getting the girls to giggle for us at school and we loved the attention. John lived around the block and just like me was as straight as it comes (no pun intended). It was very late now like 3:30am and we had noticed that the other 3 boys had passed out in various places on the other couches and we were in our sleeping.