" Get out..." What?!" Get out. With that attitude, there is no way I am going to even consider buying you a bathing suit ... or maybe even taking you ...to St. Barts!"Everyone who was anyone was going to St. Barts over winter vacation. Thanksgiving was spent either at home, country homes, etc. The clique's families saved the islands and other countries for the longer vacations."Fine ... I'm leaving ... you don't have to make me..."Emma dropped down on the chaise. She winced as the door slammed. ” I flick the tip of my tongue over a small drop on her inner thigh. “Yea?”“Yea.”Lifting the peach and holding it between her legs, I let her watch as my finger lingers deep inside the fruit and the nectar start to run down. “See, you can tell just how…” Trailing off, my eyes wander from between her legs and up her body till I catch her staring longingly at the peach.“Juicy.” I watch as she forms the word slowly, almost kissing it as it slips from her lips, setting it free to dance across the. "I can't wait." Keep rubbing like that, you'll do it yourself." I teased. "Do it. Then get Yann to clean you up and bring me back a taste." Yes, Boss." He groaned. To my surprise, he began rubbing his dick against my ass frantically. "Oh! I'm so close, Boss." He gasped in my ear. "I - I - oh fuck!" I felt the pulsing and shivered.He kissed the back of my neck and moved away from me. And moment later, arms slipped around my waist from behind. "Can I do that too, Boss?" Sweetcakes slurred. He. "yes i can, so get up" Snowhalk groaned. She hated getting up. She was one moody 17 yo. Moon laughed to himself. Rather be safe than sorry. "Ok sleep then" when he put her down she pulled him down with her, as he lay next to her she snuggled up close."Come on or we will miss the ceremony" neh" Snowhalk turned around. "Why do we have to go? Its Groundspiders?" because its his birthday come on give him a break, he will be 1/5 of a century, you can't fight an old man, that's not fair" Snowhalk.