Your fingers slide down a little more, so just your fingertips are almost entering me. I mew a little, begging without words for you to put them insid... me. You don’t play the tease this time. You give them to me. Only one at first because it’s been a while and especially at this angle, I’m very tight. But soon I open enough for two fingers. ‘You’re so wet,’ you tell me. ‘Of course I am,’ I reply, ‘I’m in the bath.’ With that jab, you take your other hand from my tit and use it on my clit.. "I rolled a big for one us," Mark said as he put the joint back to mylips.As we sat smoking for the next ten minutes not only did my head getlighter, my mouth got dryer. Cotton mouth! As Mark held the joint to mylips one last time I could feel the heat from the roach begin to burn mylips and I sharply turned my head away as I heard Mark say, "Ouch," andthe roach hit the ash tray. I could hear Mark shuffling something aroundon the tray and he asked me, "Ready to play?" Yep." I felt dreamy inside. It took him five years to write his first book, one about the cavalry fighting at Gettysburg.Geoff had ended his education career as head of the history department for the Bellefonte Schools. Geoff had mentored Scott when Scott was a young teacher just arriving at the district.Geoff questioned me about the courses I was taking at Penn State. It turned out he was good friends with two of my professors – Katherine Brennan and Bill Barnes. Geoff helped out on tours of Civil War battlefields that. "Now, tell me. Would you rather be fucked in the mouth, or fucked in the pussy?" He moves his hands up to her breasts. After a few seconds of silence, he swats her raw bottom. "OW!" Chloe jumps slightly in shock, sending her breasts bouncing, and her nipples rubbing against his rough palms. "Make a choice!" Chloe wiggles her butt, "please don't..." "Oh, you know you want to." Another SWAT! "Ok ok stop!" Chloe pleads. "Um, down there..." Her voice is barely audible, so I'm sure I heard it.