.. please" Please what?" I growl. My voice a little lower and more sinister right there next to your ear....my hand still rests on your tingling pussy......."Please, I ... I don't know", you utter. Too many overwhelming desires flood your thoughts at once. You struggle to even formulate the words to tell me what you want.....besides that you're ashamedI spank your pussy again three times in rapid succession making you squirm. Gasping, you leak more of your slick sex juices all over my hand, your. He wasn’t particularly smart, good-looking or athletic. Really he was a dick. He had no close friends. He was good at organizing parties, but unfortunately for him, he was not the kind of guy girls wanted to be with at a party. He was crude and obnoxious as he hit on all the pretty ones. They wouldn’t give him the time of day. The beach party was a success if you measured success by the amount of fun the other frat boys and their dates had. As for Wayne, he struck out again on his quest to get. He awoke with a start and she put a finger to his lips and whispered, "Shhhhhhh! Move over!" He moved over to the far edge of his sleeping bag. She slid in beside him, gasping as she felt his bare legs against her hand. Her hand crept up his leg, to discover that he was only wearing briefs. She smiled to herself. This would make her mission, oh, so much easier. She shivered from the cold and awkwardly zipped up the sleeping bag again. It was a tight fit with the two of them inside his bed. The. With that he gently cupped her ass cheeks, raised her to the counter and sked, where did she put the bottle? She watched while he warmed the bottle in a pan full of warm water and then guessing his plan, she told him to come to the family room. “You mean on the sofa”! He asked and she chuckled when she said that it was fine on the floor or the sofa.In the family room, she was flat on her back when Brad walked in. She had pulled the drapes and also had removed the shirt to be totally naked on.