" Fuck no .. I was here first. Besides, what do you think I’m gonna do anyway?" "Its just that ... uh, screw it." I took that nagging piss. Forgot t... piss on Bill's seat though. Leslie explained that she had been squatting in the bathroom to get away from a particularly annoying roommate who was trying to get into her pants. I told her my story. We talked and talked ... just about everything. Leslie was from south LA and was actually half russian and half latina. She always downplayed her mixed. The sensation rolled up her inner thigh, then vanished. A moment later it landed on her arm, starting at the wrist and moving slowly towards her armpit – leaving an erotic, fiery trail behind it. This continued for a few moments – the device leaving Sandy's skin only to reappear elsewhere, sometimes just teasing her for a short time, other times lingering, scratching at her skin and driving her wild with desire. Each time it touched her she gasped in lust at the sensation. Each time it left her. Holding her wrists together with one hand, he used the other to guide his prick into her tight opening. As he sank in, they both moaned. He slowly pushed in the first few inches, then slammed the last four home, grinding his pubic area on her clit. She yelped at the sudden thrust and groaned as he rubbed her. He continued to grind slowly and then pulled out slowly, only to slam six inches back in. She didn’t yelp this time, only moaned loudly. His hand rose to cup her neck, squeezing gently as. To say nothing of the liberties I had taken with Julie, or at least her panties. The board games rolled into dinner, before the four of us ended up in the media room for a Legally Blonde double bill. Liz snuggled up against me on the sofa, with Julie on her other side and Natalie on some cushions on the floor. We ploughed through the first one in relatively short order, and as we moved into the second, the regret of my earlier perversions waned. Julie and I were having a great time, quoting.