Her lips nibbling on his. Her tongue licking past his lips, thrusting in his mouth, wet warm and moist, swirling, playing, toying with his tongue. ...She was getting wet. She felt a drip of horniness soaking her panties. She rubbed her thighs together. With the tips of her fingers she stroke past his chest, squeezing the nipples briefly, then moving down further, to the brim of his boxer. She pressed the palm of her hand against the bulge in his boxers. Massaging the throbbing flesh, she felt. The nakedblondes were posing for them as the men stroked their cocks. Daddy had taken a bottle of Neutrogena's Invigorating Deep-Shine NAKEDBLONDE WHIPPING OIL off the shelf and set it on the ground nearby, in case any of them needed to be oiled and punished at any point.There were five nakedblondes and nine men in the barn. Ashley thought it was cute, the way the nakedblondes' legs were pressed together as they sat on their high heels, backs arched and mouths open, posing for the men and their. During rounds, and hanging out in our dorm, I would steer the conversation towards the women he was dating, sex or just about anything to get more info out of him without risking suspicion. It wasn't that hard; he was one of those people who loved to kiss and tell. He was a self- proclaimed "lip-slut". He'd make out with any co-ed who showed the slight bit of interest in him. At the college parties, sorority bashes, and after-game keggers, he always found some cute blond to make out with,. Yet, deep down, I knew that what was happening wasimpossible and unthinkable. I felt his kissing upon my forehead, then each one traveled to the top ofmy head where he began kissing my hair. It wasn't until I felt the carpettouching my knees that I knew what was happening! The warm heat from hispenis radiated to my cheek as I began to silently nuzzle and kiss itssurface. "Oh my God!" My mind screamed as I began to slowly take him in,prolonging his pleasure with my own erotic ministrations. His.