I was shaking with excitement; I could feel my cum running down my thigh. Shaking, I undid the remaining two buttons of my shirt and eased it off; it ...fell to the floor.I was topless, outside in the hallway; I pulled at the zipper on my skirt and slid it down and off. I was now naked and very vulnerable. I felt vulnerable. Anybody could walk past and see me naked; I felt a little frightened, but still very excited. My heart was racing, my juices were flowing.Suddenly, reality hit me; I am. As the plastic vibrated inside of her she took a finger and traced it along her edges, as she became more damp she began scooping at herself, bringing her fingers up to her mouth, tasting her thick juices. She next rubbed her tits, tweaking at her nipples with the same cum that was ready to squirt out of her in ecstacy.A few minutes later, Lou stood, stretching her naked body upwards, admiring herself in the faint reflection that was her window. It was at that point she became aware that he was. " I'll call room service. A dry white wine sounds good to me."He settled on the sofa, and as I made the call I realized I hadn't had sex with Andy without Josh in the room with us, and sex with me was what was drifting through Andy's mind. My project had excited him, and his excitement needed an outlet. Not very romantic, perhaps, but sex for the fun of it didn't need to be romantic. Yeah, I definitely felt some tingles here and there, mostly in my pussy.I wasn't dressed to seduce. I wore a. I think people have the basic right to fuck their lives up, but that just makes me liberal. I want to help the poor and downtrodden as much as possible, I want to ensure private rights so that closed-minded people like you can continue to be closed-minded to the rest of us for the rest of existence. But that makes me a liberal hedonist. I... I deserve ..."A small drop of sweat on her neck steamrolled down her, and forged a path down between her glorious breasts. Sheila bent down, still.