‘But Gwen,’ replied Dani with a smile, ‘you’re the one dating Steve Hammer, and having sex with him. He’s the one we want to know about. Who... cares about sex in general? We want to know what Steve likes, what he does, what he doesn’t do, and if he’s as big as some of the guys on the football team claim he is.’ Stunned, Gwen had trouble initiating speech. ‘I don’t know what other players on the team say. I don’t have any experience with size differences. I do know that I’m now very uncomfortable. My eyes started at her hair. Long, silky, blonde hair that stopped at her shoulder blades. My eyes then moved down her body. Her eyes were light blue and had a sexy kind of look that was constantly there. Her lips were covered in a shiny, pink lip gloss that made them shine in such a way, you would naturally lean forward without thinking, just to kiss them. Her size C breasts were firm and smashed together by her bikini top. I could picture myself on top of her bringing each breast up to my. She suggested that it would take them a whileto clear up, and did I want them to tie me up whilst they did so,assuring me that they would not go off and leave me helpless! I had toadmit that I had more than a passing interest in bondage and that self-bondage was not the same. I felt that I could trust them and I agreedthat I would like them to tie me up. They asked if I had any preference,but this was all becoming too much and my brain seemed to have stoppedthinking clearly, so I told them I. "What wrong, did it hurt?" he asked concernedly. "N-no, it was just...too much right now." "Okay," he said doubtfully, and resumed stroking his finger between her pussy lips. But his little foray around her clit had jump-started her glands,and when he returned to her pussy he found it was a little wet down there. "You're wet down there. Did you pee?" he asked, but continued rubbing. "No," she answered, "but it feels nicer now that I'm wet." In deed, the added.