She sat on him again, but closer to his shoulders so his arms would be incapacitated. “Am I gonna have to wash your dirty little mouth out, litt...le boy?” She asked, grinning from ear to ear and occasionally delivering a slap to his cheeks. “I dare you, bitch.” Cale said, grinning as well. She tried to cover up his mouth with her hands, but he started to bite at them. So, she repositioned her waist so her pussy behind her jeans was aligned with his mouth. A wave pulsed briefly through her. You shouldn’t do this David. They aren’t even worth your effort. You know they are going to tease you all about it in front of anyone from school.Still, I couldn’t leave well enough alone and keep my mouth shut. Not anymore.“Girls, I am not gay, I am just not hung much better than a ten year old. I didn’t start getting pubes until recently. I have some really close friends that are girls and we have been naked together. I know what you two have under your bathing suits and can imagine how hot. Lynn could now tell he was a ‘handsome’ Indian brave with two lines painted on his face. A green line on the left side of his face and a white striped line on the right. He came to a full stop and Lynn turned slightly attempting to shield her naked body. Lynn smiled as she glanced at his buckskin waist cover. ‘I’m dreaming and your Tarzan,’ she said as she was now certain she was dreaming. His braids lay over his big brawn shoulders with two feathers that hung from his left braid. The Indian. After all, I had won several national teenage beautypageants, and had several successful years as a model before marrying Jack.I'm sure that you remember me peering out from the pages of several women'smagazines. Long blonde hair, green eyes, perfect teeth, snub nose, perfect complexion,5'6" tall, 110 pounds, full B-cup breasts - few people forget me. There I go off-message again. My first captor, as I thought of her, toldme her name was Mirella, and that her "gang" represented a groupof people.