*SLAP* I was forced to wake up from my little day dream when Adam punched me on the shoulder: “It’s your turn.” It took me a while to stop lusti...g after Jay and turn around towards Adam. He noticed what I was looking at and saw it too now. A little smile on his lips. Or did I just imagine that?I mean it‘s normal right? Even among straight friends, to have some kind of sexual tension while working out so close to each other. A glance here and there. Readjusting dicks. Slapping shoulders, asses.. I reached overhead to click on the truck's ceiling light, then forced her legs wider and lifted her skirt up to her belly. Christine began crying again, I could hear it, biting down on her gag even harder and whimpering louder. There it was: a clean-shaved, nubile pussy, running vertically down that precious space between her legs. Fresher than a ripe Georgian peach snatched off the orchard, Juicier, too. Better than I was anticipating. I'm not down with under aged girls, 18 and up is my policy. Following some heavy "tit massaging", Maria grabbed her two little diamond sized nipples and pinched them eagerly; Pierre noticed that all the while her breathing was getting heavier. She then moved both her hands down to her stomach, and finally to her lower abdomen. Pierre couldn't believe what he was seeing. His own sister-in-law, feeling herself up, with one leg firmly planted on the bottom of the tub, while the other one was resting on the faucet, letting her front side face him. She was. He pulled a tiny box from his pocket – a white ring box – and handed it to her. She opened it and sighed at what lay inside. It was a gold ring, very slender and unassuming with two tiny opalescent baby pearls set side by side. Doug reached in and lifted it out. ‘I know it won’t mean much next to that one,’ he gestured at her left hand and the gold filigreed band there. He took her right hand and slipped the ring on the third finger. ‘But maybe you can let it stand for something.’ With a soft.