Baker looked out at the class, which was a few students short of last time. Apparently she had managed to scare a few off with her actions. “Hello, ...lass! Today we’re going to talk about the connection between fashion and philosophy. It was Aristotle who said that every virtue exists as the mean between two extremes. This model works very well for a spectrum like coward-brave-rash, but it notably fails when describing how beauty works in our society. It’s more like a horseshoe - skinny and. Couples were gyrating on the dance floor to the heartbeat thumping of hip-hop music. Wendi breathed in the intoxicating odor of a variety of colognes and perfumes, mixed in with tangy sweat, as she walked onto the dance floor. Yet anticipating a nice evening of dancing, Wendi sought her corner, and began to move. Slowly accustoming herself to the beat, she gyrated and moved like a sex goddess. Suddenly she felt someone behind her, as strong arms wrapped around her waist. ‘Hello again sexy…’. ‘Now,’ he said, pulling away from you again. He flipped you over, pushing your head into the sheets and raising your ass in the air. Suddenly he was behind you, moving your thighs apart and thrusting that hard cock, back into your tight sex. Everything was a stimulating new sensation to you. Your fingers clutched at the sheets. Your body rocked back and forth, faster and faster, as his flesh slammed into you, again and again. ‘How much more ecstasy can I take?’ you wondered to yourself, as. Below that great expanse of flesh, she had on a pair of hip-hugger, sheer, white cotton, brief panties. They, like her t-shirt, perfectly outlining and revealing, every one of her feminine folds like her panties were made of Saran Wrap! I was in Camel-Toe heaven.I must have gasped a little because I felt a couple of fingers under my chin, lifting my head up as I savored the intimate cleft at the juncture of her legs. Playfully, Jayne said softly to me when I met her eyes with mine, "Hey, I'm up.