I put my hands on your thighs and scoot my butt back a little – for a better ‘fit’. You lift your hands to the top of the cotton dress I’m wea...ring and start to carefully undo each tiny button. I feel your wrists brush my breasts, and my nipples rise. When you get to my waist you stop and begin to peel the dress off my shoulders and down my side – I pull my arms out of the sleeves and I’m naked to my waist. The fact that the other people here might turn around only heightens my excitement. Your. She tightened her legs around my head and mewled with each orgasm. Then she would relax until the next one came. She had a crescendo of orgasms, with each wave more intense than the one before. As she rode the waves of her orgasms her mewling vocally increased in volume. Her cum rolled out of her like a river and I lapped like a kitten at a saucer of milk.When I felt that she was nearing her big O I brought my body up to hers and as I hovered over her I took my ramrod-hard cock in my hand and. “Let it be,” I said. She really was doing her best to add to my stress levels.Erika smiled in the way I had learned early on in my life to hate. When she had a shit-eating grin on her face, it was going to be a long ride of antagonizing and being wound up. “Just be careful,” she said, licking a fingertip and flicking over a page of her magazine in a way that radiated attitude. I felt attacked even from that small gesture.I knew by now not to fall for a statement like that, as she was being. First the sex earlier, then imagining all the sex soon to come. What got her going, and making her hand a blur on her clit, was the thought of Kaci standing over her, constantly shooting her cum onto her dirty body, while she writhed in pleasure below her hung goddess. She used her left hand to continue to rub the sperm into her skin, occasionally squeezing her heaving jugs, roughly pinching her nipples along the way.Clitoral stimulation was a new and amazing thing to her, her love of.