Drag me along, you get me. Me. Today, I feel like the fulldeal, you get me in my Number Ones, my own Dress Blues. Cope.The dark blue skirt fits tight ...cross hips, flares out so that itflutters at the right time, like a tiny waggling of fingers saying comecloser. The blouse lets you get a flash of lacy promise, you look theright way. I'm better in my heels than the hooker was in Ocean View.The way the jacket nips in close: a nice line. I know I can look good.So the drive was kind of tense. Lots. Amy saw this and realized they had barely even started yet.They put Amy down on the blanket. The man straddled her on her upper body and rubbed the tip of his cock around her mouth and lips. He would tease her by placing it in her mouth a little and then pulling it out. He moved down and pushed it deep inside her, she groaned with the pressure of his huge cock inside her tight little pussy. He pushed it in once and took it out of her. He moved up her body once more, pushing it into her. ” Smiling at us sheepishly, Danny added, “Now when Rach gets home from a date she likes to sit on my face while she tells me about her evening. I guess it's sort of dominant submissive, but we both get a kick out of it. What can I say?” Scotty said, “You don't have to justify your actions to anyone. You're just having fun.” “Yes we are.” I said, “I assume that was the first of many evenings like that.” “Oh yes.” Curious to hear more I asked, “Do you ever get to watch?” “Certainly.” “Will you. I know, I know, so like a guy wanting to hear about two girls making out but remember I knew NOTHING about real sex and hoped Beth might throw a few beams of light on the darkness. When I showed curiosity instead of lridicule or condemnation she began to relax, even seeming eager to share with someone about it. She began You know. Like kissing each others necks, touching our tongues when kissing&hellip, As my mind wrapped itself around what Beth was saying, drawing itself pictures, my body.