Torri reached over and slid her fingers in Misti’s panties their fingers intertwined and began stroking up and down. With her other hand, Torri snat...hed the blaster away and began stroking it between Misti’s heaving breasts. Misti’s eyes rolled back and as her tongue slid out of her drooling mouth, Torri wrapped her oozing lips around it and sucked, licked and kissed Misti’s tongue, lips and mouth. From the stage, Trix could see Misti and Torri sucking on each others tongues and what looked. This wasn't about the songs.Claude lifted the belt from the table, the heavy weight of the buckle swinging.Nor was it her fixation with that boy.The soft, authentic leather in hand warmed at his touch, and the approaching violence brought a degree of cold peace to him.Or even his ever increasing frustration with her obstinacy.He swung, the familiarity of the action bringing comfort. The steel buckle hit her left breast and inspired a muffled scream. Her stomach next; then a row of temporary. Susan had seen what they were doing at the pond. His astonishment loosened his tongue."How do you know what we do at the pond?" I followed the twins there yesterday. I saw what you and the boys did and I saw what the twins did too. Do you do anything else with the twins?" Uh, no. We don't even talk to them about it. We just sort of got started and now we do that every nice day."Both of them ran out of things they dared to say to each other and sat there blushing. Susan wanted more, she sensed. ” Mayra retorted. “There’s no penetration, and no ejaculation.”“Women have fluids too, right Tom?”“And we just suck it down.” I added.She smiled at me, because I’d been doing some of that between her thighs too.“But if you follow that logic, men should like to get it in the ass too.” She insisted.“Most guys just never try it.” Ralph said, tilting his head back to empty his glass.“Have you?” Mayra asked him.“Sure.” He said.We looked at him in some shock.“Hey, you have to just try things.