They had been having sexy times together since they had been about 14. Since that time Rachel found her fingering herself. Audrey knew Rachel's body a... well if not better then she knew her own. She loved touching her, why her little nipples always grew harder when she touched and pinched them, how her breath got faster. She could tell that Rachel was close to cumming and she loved watching.He thrust faster and faster into Rachel, he wanted to see her cum. He wanted her to cum without asking.. And damn, that hair, that beautiful fucking hair. Long, very long, a couple inches past her hips. It wasn’t cut straight. Instead, it had the jagged look of free-growing hair, if that was even an existing term. Some of the ends curled a little and my hands itched a little to touch it, to run my fingers through it to see if it was as silky as I thought it was. She moved up in the line, got to the register and she ordered her drink. A few seconds later, she reached into her book bag, took out one. Could those soft, warm brushes be another girls breasts brushing against my own. I want to reach out and find the source of those soft caresses, want to lift my hands and discover a warm body like my own. Want to feel my own fingers exploring another’s warm skin. I can’t believe how much I’m enjoying this. I can’t believe that the part of myself I reserve solely for you can be being affected so much. My arousal fills the room and I can no longer hold back my sighs of pleasure. The hands. ”The guy was bleeding from his nose, mouth and ribs. Groaning he held his stomach, coughing up blood.“You made a bad call in this bar, Buddy,” said Benji, “come with me” he said taking him into the back room.Fortunately, Benji’s Dad appeared in the bar, partly sober but ready to serve. “On you Dad,” said Benji.The black guy was somewhat restrained as he asked, “Where am I?’“You could be in hell. But you’re lucky – you’re still in “Downunder”. The guys wanted to kick your fucking head in, man..