She had heels on that made her even taller, but they made her legs look phenomenal. The dress was barely long enough to cover any of her legs at all. ...The real reason we took so long to leave was that we went to Kerris room to pregame. There was a keg rumored to be at the house, but we wanted to already be a little tipsy by the time we got there. And we succeeded. The frat party was what youd expect. Drinking games, beer everywhere, dancing, drunk girls, drunker guys, the whole deal. A few. Harris said, "Linda, do you enjoy watching your husband jack off while he watched you being fucked?"Linda said in an almost breathless voice, "Oh yes, yes I do."Dr. Harris said, "Good girl. Now, as your husband stands there stroking his penis, tell your husband what you fantasize all the time about when you masturbate and fuck yourself. Tell him exactly what gets you so turned on that it drives you crazy with lust and the need and desire to climax.Linda your husband wants you to be happy. When. She told me she could make my fantasy come true if I could make hers of two guys at the same time come true.So I agreed, and two days later I was screwing her and her sister. It was great, but I didn’t want to share Lisa with another man. I figured it was only fair though, after she’d set up a three-way with her sister, Beth.I figured I’d use the same strategy, and told my little brother, Matt, about the whole thing. We rented a motel room. When my little brother got naked I was surprised at. Her carefully fingertips glided easily into those gleaming wet folds, and a shudder went through her. Emily had been unusually soaked down there lately. She didn’t even feel wet just down there—it was as if that same slippery, slick sensation, that sexual need was seeping throughout every nook and cranny of her cerebrum, lubricating her thoughts into a certain sexual direction.A finger slipped deep inside—but she imagined right now that it was Brian pushing himself into her, Brian wrapping his.