Lavender, or something, very girly.I squeezed out a drop onto my fingertip and rubbed it with my thumb.That's what lubricant felt like, huh? Just like... cooking oil. Probably what it was, I thought wryly. Or petroleum based.I put down the bottle, stripped off my t-shirt, undid my shorts, and let them drop. I slipped out of my boxer shorts and dropped everything on Casey's bed. I was naked now. My hard-on raged. All 5-1/2 pitiful inches of it.I wanted the bra. I wanted something inside to make it. She was rapidly losing control of her own feelings, and she instinctively knew that she was in trouble, big trouble.Jennifer's knees were weak and trembling as she stood there in amazement, her breasts actually began to glow from the man's caress with a bizarre sort of sensual warmth which was truly exciting. Her young eyes were half-closed, and her breath was coming in short pants as she found herself totally unable to control the unbelievable reactions of her young body. The schoolteacher's. He dropped the rope and squared his shoulders like a linebacker about to tackle. He lunged forward and as he did I swung the blade low, cutting his gut open. His stomach erupted in a frightening gush of blood, his intestines coiling out. The stench of blood and alcohol filled the room, and I can remember hearing the blood pattering on the wood planks as he stood there wide eyed with shock and disbelief. Our eyes locked, and mine followed his as he fell to the floor to land at my feet. I dropped. " She looked at the lump in his shorts and smiled.Edward stepped out of his pants in one quick movement, kicking them away from the bed. "I'd say the same about you, Corinne. You look good enough to eat in that outfit... And I think I will."He sat on the bed next to her, and pulled her up to him. Their lips met again. His tongue brushed against her lips, and they parted. His tongue met hers within her mouth, as they kissed.At the same time, his left hand reached down to her breast. He gently.