You're my Dad's best friend.Where did you meet?" At college, we had the same major. We liked to do the same things." Like what?" Well be liked to wat...ch sports and go out to bars." You are kidding me." You are right, we love doing the same things. That is why I wanted togo to see Cinderella with you, we both love Disney pictures. We alsolove carebear and my little pony movies and TV. When we used to gettogether in college we would just play with stuffed animals and barbies.We both had our own. I started rubbing my pussy faster and faster to see if I could get more to come. I now found that I wanted more as I stuck my fingers back between my legs. I was fucking my self with my own fingers. I was so wet that my juices were running down my hand. Oo. Oo. My hips bucking on there own I felt something like a large bubble in my tummy. Then it was like I had just wet all over myself, running down my legs getting on the floor. I placed my hands on the wall to steady my self. I. Manning whistled softly. This meant lots of work, reviewing and revising old theories about these people and their culture. And lots of grant money.Thanks," Nichole said sarcastically to Mark. "Two years work on my dissertation - shot." Glad to help," Mark shot back. Then he paused. "What's that?" he asked. Up in the east wall, he saw something glint. He moved his head, and caught a tiny reflection again. The dim light from his flashlight had illuminated something high up one wall,. Do not go inside or I will stop our game right then and there. Do you understand, slut?" he warned. "Yes, Sir... I promise," she said. "Very well then." Alice slipped a trembling hand under the waistband of her panties and found her sopping pussy. She groaned softly as she touched herself. "Are you still shaved clean, slut, or have you gotten overgrown again?" he asked. "I have kept it shaved clean, Sir," she said huskily as her fingers played over her swollen lips and circled her throbbing.