Gwen knows this. So she changes the game. She tosses the rock into the crowd of women.It drops.We all look at it on the ground. I know what she wants ...but I dare not be the first person.I whisper, "pick it up." Thankfully someone does.It is the mother of the little girl Godiva is watching. Isolde they called her. She picks up the rock and gives it a grim nod. Then tosses it right back out to Stasia. Suddenly we are all out there trying to be the one to catch the rock and toss it back. At first. As I watched her grind against me, she suddenly looked up at me and for the first time I actually took in what she looked like. She was an Indian girl, with beautiful big brown eyes and the cheekiest grin I think I'd ever seen. I smiled back at her and she turned away again. She backed herself up more and reached around for my arm, grabbing my wrist she placed my hand on her waist. My other hand followed as her grinding continued against my now rock hard cock. I began to gently explore her. Her breathing changes and she begins to flush as you find her now soaked knickers.you pull them to one side rub her wet pussy and then plunge your fingers into her. She takes a huge gasp. I’m now bursting out of my knickers and starting to touch myself.My wife helps you get your pants off and releases your straining cock. she wraps her hand around it and begins to wank it slowly, looking at me as she does it. You tell her to put it in her mouth and order me to take a closer look at how wet my. Nothing, he causally said. Lets go down stairs, I think Blake has a plan. He walked over to her and closed the door behind him and guided her back down the stairs. Bailey wondered what the hushed conversation her brother had with Cody was about. What couldnt they discuss in front of her? Cody led them into the living room, never releasing his hold on her waist. Everybody looked at them with curious faces as he sat Bailey down on the couch. He wished they would stop looking, he could tell it.