She felt a little gush. ‘Lick you’...’lick you’. As those words ran through her head, Layla had crossed a boundary from uncertainty to a salac...ious wanton need that she’d never felt before. Earlier in the summer, Lisa had persuaded Layla to have a hollywood wax. Layla wasn’t so sure, but quickly grew rather converted to the feeling of total smoothness that only being completely bare could give. Lisa was now reaping the benefits as she could see the smooth skin of her friend’s lips. A small. .I'll send out messages over the pad while Iwatch the others. Maybe one of them will respond. Whoever takes out hispad and looks at it after I send out a message, that will be my spy, mysecret messenger.And then what? We wink and go off to the restroom to plan the overthrowof the government? What if those messages actually came from thegovernment? Am I being tricked and trapped?I'm just a sissy, a little cocksucking whore. What difference could Ipossibly make? I'm no rebel. I'm more interested. Then, my fingers still inside her, I looked down at how gorgeous her quivering lower half looked impaled on three of my fingers. I worked my fingers in and out, watching the slope of Megan's back as it undulated up and down in time with my finger-fucking. The shirt was bunched up at her shoulder blades, accenting her smooth curves and underlining the fact that Megan's back was half naked. I grunted in lust as I fingered her harder."You like that, Megan? You like those fingers inside you?" Yes,". She was a little thick across the middle, with average sized breasts, nice sized thighs and a big booty. Cheryl took my hand and led me to her stage. Fortunately there weren't any men there yet, so we would be getting some personal attention. The girl smiled at Cheryl as we sat down next to the stage. As far as she was concerned, I wasn't even there. She didn't waste any time, removing her top during the first song. She had nice breasts, with small nipple rings on each one. She came over and.