I realized I did not even know her name as I started rubbing my hands over her soft, smooth, firm butt. She started letting out contented sighs as she... slowly woke up."Mmmm," she whispered. "No wonder all the girls want to be in your bed David. You got a stiffie right up into my butt just every time I sleep in a bed with a boy. They always just pushed it back in. I waited, and ... um ... wanted you back in there. Instead, we got back to sleep. I think it was trying to get in front too, but maybe. I walked into the kitchen and she was there washing up at the sink, this is it I thought to myself, do or die and I reached around her cupping her breasts in my hands, my hard on was pressing into her back and felt like it would explode, my hands moved down across her stomach and slid clumisly beneath the waistband of her track pants. ‘ John ‘ she said ‘ I’m not sure we should be doing this ‘, I didn’t know what to do or say so I just kept going, under her panties and into her pubic hair, my. U did not miss me.”Andy: “yes I did.”Cindy: “u sure?”Andy: “yes I’m sure” huggles only in bra and shortsCindy: whispers in your ear “then can you prove it?”Andy: “how?” shiversCindy: licks your ear “any way u want?”Andy: blushes gropes your breasts “ok”Cindy: moans lightly in your ear.Andy: blushes redder, faintsCindy: “a-andy?!”Andy: smiles “got you.” pops upCindy: “not cool..” pouts and folds my armsAndy: huggles “sorry you can punish me”Cindy: “no I lost my mood.” sat on the bedAndy:. There was the odor of rotting vegetation and decomposing flesh, plus the sickly-sweet aroma of several large flowering plants. As soon as I hit the place, I asked Honeybunch to cut my smell detection to the minimum safe limit. Honeybunch was monitoring my olfactory sensors so that I would not stumble onto something dangerous, and I almost sympathized with her, even though she could do it without experiencing any distress.There was some sort of dampening field in operation that kept the advanced.