Mack's hand now reached her private place and pulling the material of her skimpy panties to one side, began to touch and stroke her. She whimpered alo...d and gasped in pleasure as his fingers explored her mound and obligingly lifted her hips as she felt him begin to tug her panties down.She felt him pull the skimpy undergarment all the way down and yanking them off, tossed them across the table to Trevor, making her naked under her short skirt. As his hand returned to her moist crotch, she. "My Prime," the Ship spoke in Jeff's mind."I'm awake," he responded."One of your troopers is asking for entrance." Okay. I'll meet him in the lounge," Jeff responded.Wearing a robe, the Prime walked into the lounge a couple of minutes later. The trooper hurriedly put his coffee down and bounded to his feet. "Sir." At ease, Trooper. Let me get a cup and I'll be right with you."Coffee in hand, Jeff sat with the trooper to hear in detail everything about the capture of the two arsonists.When the. One female in class, who was well-known and notorious for slapping and smacking other girls bums with her hands and openly coming clean and acknowledging to be lesbian, made the following, subsequent remark concerning Miss Brooks, Our Theories of Crime tutor is so beautiful and fascinating I cannot successfully confine myself from seeing her lying down naked in my icy bed as she bit by bit kisses my lips and breasts and gradually strips me naked. The afternoon Mila slammed and banged her hand. What if I did piss on the kitchen floor? Then it became like a dare - something I had to do. So I took off my skirt and knickers and stood against the kitchen units, looking at the lino and thinking: I can piss here: I'm going to piss here. At first I couldn't do it: even though I tried I couldn't let go. We're so conditioned that way. But I had to do it - otherwise I'd have lost the dare. So I closed my eyes and tried to relax and imagine I was on the loo. And then it came - a trickle of piss..