I guess being that she was in the beauty business she knew how to make herself look her best . She also had really nice blonde hair, it reached almost...all the way down her back. Body wise she could be described as curvy, but I thought she could loose a few pounds. All of this is inconsequential, nothing more than observations of the next door neighbor who chit chats with my mother. However, soon my opinion of Diane Marshall would change dramatically in a short period of time. I. When I saw Jack's face, I couldn't help but smile, more of a sexy I'm-up-to-something-no-good grin, and let out a giggle. I moved down, painfully slow, sinking to my knees, in front of Jack, keeping my eyes locked with his the whole time. I looked up at him and decided to mess with his head. "Jack, do you love me?" I asked, looking at him, giving my most innocent, adorable look I could."Yes, of course I do Sammy." He replied, looking even more confused than before. "Are you just saying that so. Dorothy was enthralled with the nipple play and pushed her knee up between Helen's spread legs to rub against a wet slippery pussy."How do you know that Mark is in the sleeping bag?" Helen had pulled both breasts out over the top of Dorothy's nighty and was rubbing her face between them while licking and sucking like a starving baby all the while enjoying the pussy rub from Dorothy's knee.Dorothy gasped, "I went out to check on him about midnight." She caressed Helen's silky ass cheeks, tracing. She said that she really liked that idea, so the next night which was a Saturday, the three of got together and went to the porn sober (first time we went sober). After a little time of playing with her titties I reminded her that it was her turn to give the hand job. When I stuck my hand down her pants her pussy was soaking wet, even wetter than the night before. I told Terry to feel how wet she was he stuck his hand down her pants, when he did she let out a moan and threw her head back. We.