"Lynne, say what's on your mind." Umm ... are you related to him?" Lynne blushed bright red."No, Lynne, the Gunny is my boyfriend, the man I love." Le...ore waited for Lynne's response, but Lynne had a dreamy look in her eye. "DiPietro," Lenore called, softly, drawing the younger girl's attention. "You have a goal in mind. Graduation."Lynne looked around the room at Kate, Deb, Lenore, and the Gunny. "Um, I don't suppose there's any use in hiding this, is there?" At the collective headshakes 'no',. Sticking out and pointing hard. She moans. I move up to her neck kissing more passionately. Continuing up to her lips, we breathe heavily together. Rub our foreheads together. I move to her ear and nibble just a little. With one hand on her breast, my second hand makes its way back down to her clit. Outside her panties I rub softly. "You want out?" Mmmm, yes!" So you wanna play with me instead of watch me?" Mmmm, yes!" Good, you're learning. Too bad you have another 27 days to go!" But I don't. Soon her wobbly legs could no longer hold her up. She felt herself slipping downward even as her hips started thrusting back against the hand pleasuring her. Suddenly the fingers slipped from her pussy as Dennis adjusted his hold and helped her to the floor. When her ass hit the carpet Dennis helped her slip down until she was flat on her back. As she lay there looking up at him, still gasping for breath, she saw his look of concern change. Her knees were bent with her feet almost touching her. ‘I really don’t want to revisit that.’ ‘Sure, sure,’ Rebekah apologized hastily. ‘Understood. Did I ever tell you about my braless bungee jump? Hanging there upside down with my sweater inside out over my face with my huge boobs bungeeing around in front of everyone at the village fete?’ ‘Can’t really bungee jump in a tiny cabaret bar,’ frowned Emma. ‘But it’s along the right lines.’ ‘I’ve flashed my jugs in public more times than I can recall,’ said Rebekah thoughtfully. ‘I could write a.