She giggled and let my hands roam freely, playfully pushing them away in order to finish dressing. When we were done, I took a moment to catch my own ...reath, then unlocked and opened the door. I peeked outside, and didn't see anyone right away. I motioned for her to come forward, and we began walking back to the storage room door where I'd first spotted her. Whoa, someone was there in the first little room, just inside the entrance.Spooked for just a moment, my heart slowed realizing it was. God...Brian...I...think...I...ohhhhhhhmmmmm,” I gasp as the spasm starts and the wetness spreads over both of us. I look down at your lap as I move back into the passenger seat noticing the spreading wet spot on your boxers. “Sorry about that,” I say, “I didn’t realize how wet you made me. We’d probably better go get the beer and get back before they start talking.” You drive us to the party store, we pick up the beer, and head back to the party. I start faking sleepy around 9, just as the sun. Then I feel a rubbing at thatsame spot, like a small piece of sponge. The chipping sensation happensagain in a different area, again followed by the rubbing at the same spot. This chipping/rubbing sensation touches literally every part of my petrifiedbody over the course of many consciousness/sleep cycles.After waking up from a dreamless sleep, I notice a change in the sensationsI'm feeling. I feel a draft of air, and I instinctively stretch out my feetand I can feel them shifting on whatever. I remember thinking that it was odd at the time, though now I can't really think of why it would be, since it's only natural for a guy to want to watch women change clothes, as attracted as you horndogs are to our bodies," she said, sticking her small chest up into my face and rolling her eyes when I immediately fixated on the clear outline of her small, firm breasts pressing through her tight tank top."Up here," she said playfully, and I managed to pry my attention away from her delightful.