He pulls down my trousers and throws them to the floor, he lifts me to a sitting position and I wrap my legs around him once more. The thin fabric of ...y thong is wet as we grind against each other, His hard cock rubbing against my clit makes me moan for more, his mouth returns to my breasts and I feel so alive and exhilarated. Then I feel his hand moving down to my crotch and I give a heavy sigh of anticipation as I feel him move my thong to one side and his fingers work their way inside of me.. “What a clever idea,” Liz said.“It’s not my idea. I watch a lot of the Discovery Channel, and I saw a story about it. It may not be practical, but the idea sounds cool. The view alone sounds really awesome. The Mansion by Marriott will be the tallest all-hotel building in Indiana. That would make it taller than the tallest building in Alaska, Delaware, Idaho, Kansas, Maine, Montana, New Hampshire, Vermont, West Virginia, or Wyoming.”“Wow,” Stuart said. “If it’s as successful as I suspect it. I dipped my hand in the paint bucket and, with my left lightly stroking Mom’s throat, I splashed the right on her belly, moving the paint slowly around in an ever widening circle. Again, I dipped my hand and spread the paint everywhere, even onto Mom’s panties. Dipping my hand in again, I dropped it onto Mom’s thighs which parted to give me access to the inside of her legs. My lips dropped onto Mom’s neck and I nibbled the crook as my hand languidly pushed the paint deep between her legs,. It was early morning, cold and mid November, the skies were still dark outside, and as I stood inside the entrance of the tower block, where I delivered my morning papers, I was confronted by a man, a flasher, or whatever you call men who liked to get it out and show a girl his hard manhood.At school they told us these men do this for the 'Shock and Awe' effect, they mean to frighten us, they never mentioned their demands for us to join-in and show our tits, not that mine would have helped him,.