Lift up her skirtStepbrother: Ohh I see that you was wearing the naughty pink thong you had.Britney: What the hell are you doing Randy(I given him a n...me)Randy sniffs and lick the thong that she on.Britney voice to priest: He was sniffing it because of my scent and licking it wet like a dog. He was like a savage b**st. Randy: Oh damn it feels so good. Do you know how long have i waited for this.Britney: Randy please stopRandy: SHUT UPhe spanks her assBritney; That hurts RandyRandy: oh theres. She looks at me deeply. She smiles a wickedly toothy grin and mouths a single word. ‘Watch.’She drops to her knees and pushes her lover against the back wall of the elevator. He opens his eyes, sees me and shrugs. He's either too drunk to care or he's a massive extrovert. Either way, his cock is exposed and twitches in front of her face. It strains at the warm breath in front of it. It lifts as she lightly flicks her tongue at it. It disappears as she takes the full length into her mouth and. "How come you get away with having long hair? Isn't it supposed to be short?" I suppose I'm a good advert for their shampoo!" he replied.And so it went on, the question about underwear and his response that he was wearing some form of lingerie.He arrived for work one morning to find a padded envelope addressed to him lying on his desk. On opening it he'd found a pair of white satin French knickers, frilled in layers all round and trimmed in white lace. There was a brief note attached."I want. Only the fact that her mouth was locked tightly on mine kept me from crying out in pleasure. She was still holding me lightly with her other arm, giving me every chance to back away if that was what I wanted. But I didn’t want to. I was shocked at how quickly I was getting wet. Already her finger was spreading my juices over my inner lips as she played with me. I was breathing hard, still urgently kissing her. Our tongues were dueling like a pair of fencers. Suddenly, the familiar feeling of.