Shocked I tried to remove his hand from my chest, but was surprised to find that Alan was a lot stronger than he looked. Alan said to me in a threate...ing whisper 'rub my cock'. Stunned I looked quizzically at him and Alan made it perfectly clear 'take your hand and rub my dick till it's rock hard'. Timidly I reached out and placed my hand on his crotch and followed the contour of his semi erect cock down his left leg. I stroked slowly on his cock and was rewarded with strong throbs from his. She turned up the speed, making the water pleasure her more intensely. She kept thinking about vibrators, her pussy twitching with agreement. She had to try one! But how? She didn’t own one. Would her mum have one..? Suddenly everything clicked – her mum’s razor! Putting the showerhead back, she reached for the purple handle. Carefully she popped off the razor blades and sat down. Her heart was thudding in her chest. With one hand she cautiously spread her soft lips. Her clit was hard and. Standing upright, I turn around and give you my sincerest look. "I can see how hard you are, Lover,” I say, moving my feet apart and thrusting my abdomen lewdly towards you. "And you can see what it’s doing to me, can’t you? Do you like the way I'm dressed, Darling?” You nod approvingly, your eyes glittering like diamonds when my hand slides sensually over my belly. "I'm so fucking horny, I want to fuck you right now,” I declare and you raise your eyebrows, hopefully. "Why... don't... you…. Becca, looking sad, shook her head. "Never mind." I want to know," Abbie declared. "Please."Becca looked at Monica. Their hands squeezed one another. "All right," Becca said. "I thought--" We thought--" Monica corrected her."We thought," Becca continued, "we saw an interest, on your part, in us--an interest that was deeper than the interest of mere friendship, an awareness of us as attractive, as alluring. We thought we saw a glance held a moment longer than necessary; a fleeting look not quite.