My name is Monica, and I am so sorry about the attitude and the way I treated you earlier. My parents have been at each other's throats and I've been ...stressing about their divorce more than they have because of the way my brother and I have been treated in the whole proceeding. On top of everything else, "Aunt Flow" is in town and it seems like she won't leave! So I've been taking things out on everyone lately, and it's not yours, or anyone's fault for that matter. Will you accept my. Then she put her hand on my chest and pushed me back down on the couch. As I sat back on the couch, she peeled out of her skirt, let it fall to the floor and kicked it away. She was wearing nothing but panties, and then she turned around and slipped them off, making sure I could see her ass, the same ass I had admired in skirts and shorts and pants, naked in front of me. There you go, she said. Get a good look, you want to. Yes I do, I said, and it looks even better than I imagined it. Flattery. I carefully stretched my body between the two, intent on not waking them, but I knew I was trapped between them if I didn’t wake them. I wasn’t in any particular hurry, though. The matt we used on the floor was still not quite large enough for the three of us. As a result, my legs and body was in contact with the other two. In fact, when I moved in my stretch, the man sleepily rolled toward me, dr****g his hand over my side, nuzzling into me, and cupping a breast. When the woman performed a. Can you just make out that spear of rock jutting out?’Laura’s heart began to race as she followed his directions. Her keen eyesight quickly settled on what could only be the pyramid her father had written about. She moved closer to Thane, smelling his manly sweat. Her nipples were hard beneath the thin material of her blouse, a certain amount of cleavage on display. She noticed that he had noticed, his gaze wandering for a moment before a sense of duty saw him avert his eyes.‘That must be it!’.