They felt even better than they looked."Damn, John, you are one lucky bastard," I put on the record.Then without asking, they both felt me up. I had n...o objections to that, but it was still a little unexpected."Hey, I said no touching," Elaine said."You are touching, so that's not fair," John told her."Hey, no fighting over the camera woman," I told them both.Then he put both of his hands onto Elaine's tits. I guess she was at least slightly in the jealous category. She put her hands right over. I tug a little more until they're untied. Repeating the same for the other side. As straddle over one of your legs you can feel me through my swim trunks as I brush against your thigh. Raising your hips enough to slip off your bottoms and let you tan naked in the bright sunlight. The temptation is to much as I rub some oil on you where your hair would be. You keep yourself so slick and smooth for me. I love it. I HAVE to lean down and give you a kiss at the top of your opening. You can. Your mom's the sexiest women within fifty miles." Screw off," I muttered."She is, she can have me any day she wants," he answered as he suggestively ran his hand up and down the crotch of his jeans.If he hadn't been my best friend, and if we hadn't had a history of discussing women we'd like to fuck, of teasing each other, I might have clocked him. Instead I answered, "With that little thing you got, she wouldn't know you were in her." God I'd love to see her naked?" he continued with a leer.. I stopped in front of Fr. Curran and did a little twirl. "I think you need long hair Pauline," he said leaning back in the chair, "I will get you a wig and a pair of shoes." I ran over to him and knelt in front of him, "Will you Father please, I would love new black shoes to go with my dress !" I said excitedly. "STOP BEGGING GIRL !" he roared suddenly. I shrank back in fear. "Across my knee now !" he ordered. I scrambled off the floor and draped myself ungracefully over his knees. He placed.