That had to be Brian; he always had to have the biggest and best of everything. On the foredeck - with a rope that he was trying to throw to Mike - I ...could see a tall slim man who I took to be Conway. I consoled myself in the fact that he had no idea how to throw a rope and it landed short, in the water several times.Eventually after that great cruiser had virtually rammed the bank and the clown had been able to hand Mike the rope they got the thing moored. Although I'll point out that. Sticking one leg back out of the car and bending over to grab her purse, she could feel her skirt riding up, very very high, and the gap in the front of her shirt hung low, affording a very naughty sneak peek at her treasures. Holding the position for a beat or two longer than necessary, she sat back up slowly, her face flushed, and caught the smile of the hard working gardener. “That was crazy! What am I doing?” Closing the door, she sat for a moment, feeling her body flushed and aroused,. As my right hand played with a hard nipple my left hand worked its way down lower. Down past my tummy and between my legs. I always kept myself perfectly smooth either by shaving or waxing. My hand found what it was seeking, my swollen labia. I was very aroused and I could not put my finger on why. My fingers parted my lips and found my hole. Pushing inside with two it felt hot and tight. I was slick on the outside from the soap but also on the inside from something my pussy was producing. It. Patting her on the shoulder, I say, “Cheer up, any man who would do what he did is not worth it. I am sure you can find a new date.” Sniffling, “I do not think so. The only guys, I know without a date or not going stag, are under classmen. My mother suggested I take my cousin. That is so sick though.” Looking Brandi over and thinking she is not so bad, I smile. “Hear me out before you say no. How about I take you to your Prom? Now, I'm three years older than you and you may not know me very.