She was crying now, blubbering with shame."Hey, it's okay," I said.I wanted to hug her, but she had her hands up, palms facing me. It was obvious she ...idn't want me to touch her. I tried to think of something to say, but all I could do was stare at that bulging T shirt. Her hair was hanging down straight, and she didn't have any makeup on, but I'd seen her like that before, and those memories were some of my favorite ones. I thought she was beautiful. And, oddly, I thought she was even more. She smiled among her tears. He started kissing her lips.As they were kissing each other, his palms were rubbing all over her while his fingers groping every possible soft tissue of hers. Her sensitive nipples were pinched between his fingers, just to make her focus on the pleasure.“ah! Your tongue feels better there” she said, and he started using his tongue on her right nipple, while pinching the other, still penetrating her.It was really hard to penetrate her with his back bent, as she was a. I knew what was going to happen but i was overcome by the intense buzz of excitement and risk .. i stood laughing with my hands over my face as they all egged me on "cmon then lets see em " i reached down and paused pinching the hem of my skirt I pulled a cheeky face as i let the tension build .. they all sat there gazing in silence .. some with there hands together in a praying gesture .. and then suddenly .. i whipped my skirt up .. sliding it right up around my waist .. flashing my flimsy. The situation is similar to watching a movie or a stage play. In one there is absolutely nothing you can do but watch or leave, the other you can actually affect. Even if it is just to disrupt it and get thrown out. See the difference? Does this make any sense?" Yes, not only does it make sense, but it answers some questions as well. Actually, just about anything I learn at this point is bound to at least be a hint to some question I have, or maybe to one I haven't even thought of yet. So.
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