I softly kiss your forehead again and close my eyes. As I turn my head back away from you, I feel your soft fingers exploring my manliness again but t...is time with more knowing of what they are touching and I slowly start to grow in length and girth, my penis expanding to its full length and girth with your gently probing. Not one to let an opportunity to slip by, I let you explore me in your sleepy haze and softly grind my now hard cock into your hand. You drag your fingernails up the. This is so much better. I just love it."Betsy poured for both of us, filling each glass equally, tipping the bottle until the last drops trickled out. "There's one dead indian." She reported, dropping the bottle back into the cooler, giggling. She looked relaxed and a bit flushed now, like she might have just the slightest beginnings of a high as well.The pizza arrived. We paused the VCR while Betsy put it in the microwave on 'hold warm'. By then, most of the rest of my second glass had. Knowing that I don't dance she asked if it was ok if she mingled on to the dance floor by herself. I told her that was fine and enjoy.My cock hardened again, as I saw her walk away into the crowded dance floor. She looked fantastic. That ass! Oh, man! Shit! The whole package! I was one lucky guy! Lisa Anne danced by herself for awhile. I could see I wasn't the only one enjoying the view. There was a group of guys who had spotted her as well and were pointing to her. After a few dances, Lisa. She began to wonder how it would feel to be with him. To have their bodies wrapped up in one another. This could be our chance, she thought to herself. Rachel didn't want him to know quite yet, she was willing to take this chance. They paid for their meal, and she invited him to her place. Her husband wouldn't be home for hours, they had time. When they arrive, Rachel can hardly contain herself. They find their way to the couch, and Brad sits as close as he can to her. He turns to her,.