He lingered for a moment at the gap between my legs; moist and hot from all the attention, plump and slippery to the touch. Steven continued his journ...y; his eyeline traveled over my tummy before pausing again at my chest, my modest breasts soft and untanned, my nipples angry, red and hard. His wine glass sat empty on the table next to him.It was then that our eyes met. I shivered not wanting to make him unhappy."Don't fucking look at me, Lucy," Steven spluttered. I complied immediately, not. Her mind completely numb, she began grinding in time with his hand. He began rubbing faster, and harder -she felt her body clench up anticipating an orgasm, but he slowed down to a tantalizing pace. Jolting her body, back and forth, pleasure ripping through her body. Jesse looked down at Grace. He had imagined this night on the worst of his nights. He had imagined her, but it didn't do her justice. Her tight lithe body clenching under him, begging for release. Her panting was driving him up the. Keeping that in mind, we all called it an early crash.At Mel and Hailey's invitation, Janet bedded down with them so that Sandy and I could spend our night together though we told them we were finished with the "sex" portion for the day.Re-thinking things Janet decided it would probably work best if she just took one of the other guest rooms so that the "youngsters" didn't keep her up. She was still dead tired and wanted to sleep.We all kissed and hugged around and migrated to our chosen rooms. By the time I turned nineteen, I was one mean mother-fucking badass and spent the better part of my teens in juvie. It was a cop, of all people, that finally got me out of that environment. I was twenty-two and was hauled into the nearest Miami-Dade County Sheriff’s Office for fighting. The cop that busted me, Deputy Will Hartman, satme down in some kind of small room and just stared at me. At length, he finally said, ‘Jason Michael Cooley,’ is your full name? I nodded but added, ‘My friends.