. Carol?" I said quietly. She turned around. "Could you help me?"She got up on her knees and said, "Sure!" She thumped Shelley on the thigh and said, ..."Come help me."Help her? I thought. Certainly Carol wasn't going to try something with her friend right here, was she? I lay on my belly. Carol poured the lotion straight onto my back, and when the cool liquid hit my skin I flinched. Then I felt Carol's warm hands begin to spread the lotion across my shoulders. She rubbed up and down the length of. She sat on the couch bobbing, and eventually her eyes rolled into her head and she was out again.It was only 9:30PM and I was no where near done, with new refound courage of yet another XANAX coursing through her. She would be out until noon the next day. I was still drinking, even more aroused now at this goddess body like putty in an artists hand.I went onto Locanto, a local app for personals, and hunted down some Male Seeking Females, picking out 2 self-proclaimed 12” in size BBC. I. Maybe because we were born in small villages, myself on a farm , that we loved being out either in the fields or beaches. We first started dating ,as it was back then,lol, mid 70s after playing some mixed sports together , she had the best legs ,tanned and toned ,slim with fairly large breasts, I used to get the odd glimpse of them as the shirts we wore playing hockey were quite baggy and she left the top buttons undone ,so if she bent over you could see down to her mounds ,held in by an. . 'no, I can't go to his room, ' she thought, and came back to her senses, pulling James to stop him. He came close and they stood, barely breathing, barely touching. It was chilly in the hall and her nipples puckered in spite of herself. Otherwise, she didn't feel the cold, just his hand on her breast, his breath on her lips, his tongue in her mouth, and hers in his. How was she going to stop this, short of fucking him here and now, and that was too impossibly dangerous to think of. Still it.