She slipped her clothes off, with a part of her mind wondering that she was prepared to do that in front of a stranger, but Queenie was slipping hers ...off as well, so it was all right after all. As Jacqui moved towards the bed it seemed natural and right for her friend to pull her gently across her knee and start to stroke her arse and then to pat it and then to spank it quite hard."Just si-hic-x, that'sh the rulesh," said Jacqui, but her new found friend understood and loved her so much that. Just as I was putting my change back into my pocket, I heard the unmistakable burst of rapid fire from across the street and ran out the door leaving my coffee on the counter.I saw a handful of dark figures run out the door off the police station and I wanted to start shooting but I was a little too far away and I was not really certain if they were the bad guys or the good guys and I decided it was too risky to pull the trigger.The lobby was strangely quiet, but there was the pungent odor of. For a little while, Helen stroked me there – her first touch of a woman’s sex – and then, with a mischievous smile, she released my achingly-aroused breast from her mouth and squirmed further down the bed.I eased my hips upwards in an obvious invitation, and the pretty teen at once pulled my panties down my legs and over my feet. I parted my legs again – not too much, but enough to give her a clear view of my exposed cunt. Helen gazed in fascination at my shaven pudenda, which were glistening. The scene of a shirtless guy with tattoos chugging down a gallon of beer as a small crowd encouraged him was the first thing to grace my sight as soon as we entered the house.Loud music played in the background, college students crowded rooms and halls to claustrophobic levels, a couple of puke stains already littered the walls, and the smell in here was horrible."You promised this would be a small house party filled with people you knew." I annoyingly turned to face my sister, who looked.