I know she had something to say, and I think she was trying to find the right way to say it...“I know growing up is hard, but you don't need to act ...ike like someone you aren't to think you're impressing your friends. I think I've seen the real you in class, and I definitely have here tonight. You'll have your real friends, and others who'll want you to use you to do stupid things so they don't have to. They're users, and I know you're smarter than that...”She had moved from the couch over to. Stop it. Stop it. - Please stop him.' She pleaded to me. 'Make him stop it.' 'Make him stop? I'm gonna help him. - But let's get her up. Let's get her up, Brad, so we can do her proper.' 'Uh. OK. Shit. OK, mate, but I wanna hit her. I gotta punch her.' 'No. No. What's wrong with you? No.' Brad pressed his hand to the small of her back, like lining up the bottom of her spine and drove his knuckles into her vertebrea. He just had to hit her. He couldn't restrain. We had a long leisurely bath together before dinner while we discussed our turn-ons and fetishes. “Hung men, and hung men masturbating for me and maybe my girlfriends at the same time,” Zoe told me.“I love a really good, big, dimple free ass,” I confessed. “Your pics in your crotchless, backless leather slacks were such a turn-on for me, specially the back view. And kissing and licking a good, big ass is my favourite fetish.”“Would you like me to wear my crotchless, backless leather slacks for. Mom and dad's new uninhibited way of thinking these days. And their obvious sexual involvement with Doreen and Andy, which I also knew had continued ... was the reason behind that. Dad loved being able to watch Doreen go about her work, especially when she bent over not wearing any panties. Or in the afternoon when it got a bit warmer, she'd purposely undo several buttons, thus allowing both mom and dad an intimate naughty look at her nearly exposed breasts. It kept the "ole juices" constantly.