”“I think her dad managed to wreck things by keeping her away from you. I hate that he’s going to get his way!”“In hindsight, I shouldn’t ...have given her the prayer book and the prayer rope; that’s what caused the problem.”“Only because her dad searched her room. He’s a total control freak. Should I say something to her?”“No. I have to talk to her myself. Having you or Hannah do it would be really low. Mom made the point when April and I broke up that I owed her at least a chance to talk. I took this as a signal to move things along but I still had to be careful so I pulled my hand out and moved across her belly and down to the top of her mound staying outside of her panties. With this she rolled entirely on her back and I moved my hand up and slipped right into her panties running a finger over her mound and right to her slit which she instinctively moved her hips up and slightly parted her legs allowing me to get a finger between her pussy lips which elicited a long slow. ” Neither of us specified what “it” was. I was about to agree easily, when he laid a finger across my mouth and continued. These wouldn’t be just any body shots. I would have to take my jeans and shirt off and sit on the bar, letting Noelle take the shots from between my tits and thighs. I carefully reviewed what underclothing I was wearing and, knowing Noelle wouldn’t mind, slowly nodded. Not waiting for him to follow me, I sauntered toward the bar. Running down the wager for Noelle, I looked. And from the look on his face, surely she was delivering a mind-jolting blowjob!Laura’s ass was a creation I surreptitiously enjoyed for the entire summer, sneaking views whenever she walked around the basement apartment in her tight shorts or bikini bottoms. Nary a jiggle, firm and ideally shaped. Each cheek a mirror image of the perfection on the other side. My mind filled in the gap, the crack between each cheek as I pictured slowly sliding a hand, a finger, or even a tongue down the.