I felt like I was going to burst and I looked around for a table or chair we could use, but found nothing. "I hope you like it doggy style?" "Yes. Yes..." she moaned. I knelt and slid her soaking wet panties down while marveling on how great her legs looked encased in her nylons and heels. While still kneeling I placed gentle kisses on her thighs. As I stood up I rubbed the head of my cock against her nylon clad leg and I continued this until I was standing. I then asked her to get down on all. .so my cock is now growing down my leg and its uncomfortable. So i wait for the right moment to try and escape out of fear that she will realize i have a hardon...so i try and adjust by slightly getting up and very quickly make a quick adjustment, relieving the pressure and pulling it upwards against my stomach....but no sooner is it adjusted, she pulls me back down...she immediately goes back under my hoody and does not clasp them but holds my stomach....just above my cock and I’m thinking I’m. Fantastic," Laura stammered, swallowing, feeling sweat bead up on her forehead."I'm not that way, though," Brandi said, pointedly. "People think, you know, because we focus so much on body sculpture, on appearance, on narcissism, you know, that we're all dykes. But it's not true." She smiled at Laura, but firmly, as if to set things straight. "I'm not. I'm not one."Laura was stunned with embarrassment. Does she think I'm a lesbian? she wondered. Despite her lengthy affairs with Karen and Rina,. Maybe someday I will hear her story. I have no right to it, and I suspect her code prevents her from telling it for personal gain. Bethany knows at least part of the story, but Marta would not permit her to reveal it, and it is clear that Bethany has a very profound respect for Marta's privacy on the matter. Bethany's advice is only, "Trust her. You will never find a more loyal friend in this world." Her use of the term 'this world' alerts me, but she won't elaborate. But it is Marta's failed.