”You smile and pull me in closer until our noses are touching. We stare at each other’s eyes. I tilt my head a little bit to my left, and you tilt... your head a little to yours. We close our eyes and slowly move in until our lips brush each other. I steady my breath and move my head closer. Our lips meet in a soft kiss. I pull away, grinning. You look concerned, but I pull you toward me again. We kiss again, more passionately. I lay one hand against the side of your torso and another on your. The conversation was casual as my fingers slid down to the front of your jeans, pressing gently against your groin. It didn't take long for that impressive piece of meat to start straining against the fabric. It was all the excuse I needed to press myself forward, my thigh pressing gently between your legs. You took a half-step towards me, causing me to straddle your leg. I began to rock and sway with the music, constantly grinding myself against the denim jeans, while my thigh pressed gently. When she arrived she was surprised to find that her friend and confidant had already changed into her night dress. 'Wow she did that pretty fast' Maryann remembered thinking, since they'd both left chapel at about the same time."Did ya start bleeding yet?" Terry had asked as soon as she was in the door. She was so embarrassed—embarrassed and scared by the whole thing that she'd only been able to respond with a shake of her head."Good at least we won't have to start by cleaning up a mess." She'd. ?" According to the good ladies here--" and he positioned himself so that he could finger Vikki's cunt and did just that "--it's more than just a rumour." Sluts Leigh, SLUTS!!!" said my mother. "When someone is playing with our cunts we're sluts not ladies." She grinned at Vikki. "Right, slut!"Vikki looked at the woman. "But we're very nice sluts. Now, seeing as Mr. Calloway hasn't bothered to introduce you to us or us to you I'll do the honours. I'm Vikki Thompson, slut one."She indicated in.