Carter tried to throw the guy a murderous look. By how Aron’s grin spread wider, his laser gaze was doing zero minus infinite damage. He smacked his... forehead in frustration, only to make more of the guy’s semen end up there, too.“And did you have to come half a gallon?” he protested, as he just grabbed Aron’s t-shirt from the bed and began to wipe his face with it.“Hey, I saved it all for you,” Aron explained. “And really, that’s my t-shirt.”Carter threw the garment into the guy’s face.“Serves. He gave me a couple squeezes and rubbed one hand above my bikini onto my bare boob skin,It was starting to feel nice, that is a weekness for me ,being felt up. As qucikly as he started he stopped and removed his hand, OK good I thought ,he had his little fun now hes satisfied, but then I felt him slide his hand up my back and in a flash pulled the string on my bikini,now it was loose, both his hand immediatly went back under my top and started caressing my boobs again,this time skin on skin,he. She worn a black top where i started to glide under with my left hand. I felt her rips and her bra slowly went my hand on the bra and my finger start to pull down on half. I could feel her nippels, they got already hard and her breathing got deeper and more intense. It was 3 in the morning some where outside oslo and nobody was around the light in the street was on and we where sitting on a pench. I feelt her hand and fingers, they went from my check down do my breast where i could feel her. Undeterred, I persisted, gesturing, telling her my name and hoping to hear her name. “Johnny," she said softly. Johnny, I thought, this surely can’t be her name. “Johnny?” I questioned. Her eyes glimmered in mine. “Johnny,” she repeated, nodding her as she spoke. Ah, so this delicious lady was Ver’s mysterious maid. She smiled more, and I wanted to tell her something, anything, whatever I could to keep her looking at me, smiling at me, to give me a chance to know her. I stumbled for several.