" Regardless, her hand had drifted near her bush, but she was poking at herself the same way she'd use a broom to dislodge a dead spider from a window...She was just so weird sometimes. "It's not sluttish," I protested, trapping her hand in mine. I guided it to the juncture of her thighs, getting only token resistance, and rubbed it along her cleft several times. Her eyes widened, but she didn't pull away, even when I levered her index finger deeper and pressed it firmly where her clit should. As he walks up to the bar she feels nervous as if heHas already taken over her body without even laying one soft hand on her. She triesTo look away to keep him from noticing but this feeling was too over powering and sheCouldn't help but to stare.As he approaches her, she can feel her heart pounding out of her chest "what are you drinking"He asks with a sexy yet manly tone. "Captain and coke" she replies.He turns to the bartender and request another drink for her. She smiles Uncontrollably as. I kissed the inside of her taut thigh. I took my tongue and tasted the sweet, pungent juice of her pussy. Cathy ran her fingers through my dark, wet hair as I started eating her out. I lapped it like a thirsty animal does a bowl of water. I sucked on her perfect, beautiful pink clit. I nipped at it with my teeth. I prodded it with my tongue. Cathy's whole body started to quiver as she came for a second time. I ran my tongue over the folds of her cunt, loving the taste and the smell of her. ” She looked admiringly at Sara.As did I. I bet those guys would have made a victim of someone like Natasha, to one extent or another, but Sara had threatened to make them her victims instead. Sara strong, naked and with her agenda, toying with what looked like massage oil... She was grinning happily. “What we could do,” she addressed her fellow teen, “is I could massage a bit of him, and then you can do the same thing?”Natasha nodded and they knelt nudely either side of my shoulders, while I.