Roos wordt altijd zo onzettend geil als ze haar eigen kutje natter voelt en hoort worden. Als ze op het punt van klaarkomen staat, hoort ze opeens de ...bezorgde stem van haar vriendin Sara: “Roos, gaat alles goed? Het college gaat so verder”Betrapt laat Roos de Lovense, welke zich nog grotendeels in haar natje kutje bevindt, los en trekt haar stringetje en panty weer omhoog. Nadat ze zich heeft gefatsoeneerd loopt ze het hokje uit en haar vriendin tegemoet. “Alles okay?” vraagt Sara nogmaals. “Ja. We spent the better part of the afternoon sunning at the beach. The guys replenished my sun screen as often as I would let them. Every time I went to the water to cool off I had plenty of eyes glued to my body. My oil soaked suit remained practically transparent so I was giving a great show to anyone who cared to look. That night we went clubbing. I let the guys pick out my clothes again and it didn’t surprise me that they made me look like a total slut, and panties were not a part of my short. His hands came up under her breasts and he lifted and pressed them back against her, in turn pressing her into him. Arms still around her he pulled her back with him until he found the wall then turned her and placed her hands against it, his fingers sliding down her arms. He kissed her shoulder and with fingers, tongue, teeth and lips, traced a path down to the small of her back and knelt down behind her. Trembling, she felt his hands begin lightly stroking the backs of her legs, from ankle to. "Really, though, I like being the one to give it attention."At that, Lynn's lovely lips were around my cock and I was in heaven. There's no such thing as a bad blow job, at least there's never been such a thing in my experience. But this was special: first, because Lynn was right that, while I'd gotten my rocks off—and it was a very intense orgasm—I hadn't felt the caress of another's touch on my cock; and, second, because Lynn's action gave me complete confidence that the incident with Ben.