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He absolutely harbored a strong attraction to her, on many levels, and his mind had idly wandered back to that brief but point-blank introduction to her panties and the plush shapes of her inner thighs all day long. “Alright, uh, what are we doing?” Brian asked awkwardly, somehow getting an ominous feeling. “Go on, tell him, Steph,” Kelly prompted. “I dare you, uh, to go down on me,” Stephanie said, biting her lip and watching him intently. “…Do you really understand what you’re asking me to do?” He asked. Stephanie was trying to keep her face composed, but he saw the minute tells of several different expressions coming and going. A vulnerable-looking uncertainty in her eyes, a tiny flicker of the space between her brows creasing, a twitch of her lips. “I dare you to go down on me,” She repeated firmly. “You…uh, well, okay,” he said, flabbergasted. He could see the naked outer edges of her thighs curving beautifully out into that curvaceous butt, and if she shifted those defensively drawn legs of hers in any direction, he would see her uncovered intimate places from behind her lovely ankles. He struggled to keep his calm and not stare intently, but it was futile; every graceful line of her slightly shaking body was drawing his eye back. Flashing a devilish smile, Kelly slipped her hands up Stephanie’s knees and pried them open… or tried to; Stephanie flinched at her touch but her legs were firmly locked and didn’t budge in the slightest. “H-hey,” Stephanie exclaimed, dropping her voice to a feeble bigtits whisper. “I’m, not, I’m, you asshole know… Kelly, I’m vagina not wearing any panties…” “Uh, yeah,” Kelly acknowledged. “Isn’t that kinda the point? It’d be pretty tough for him to go down on you if you were still wearing panties, wouldn’t it?” She still has no idea what going down on someone means, Brian realized, stifling the urge to smack his forehead down into his palm. Looking over at Lorelai (who was working late as usual to make up for her tardiness) he stretched back in his chair, and was rewarded with a vision and a half. I can see the excitement it brings her, as we continue to talk dirty to each other, and when we say dirty things, i am pretty sure it would make a porn star blush. “…and let me tie your wrists behind your back, too,” Philip finished in barely a whisper. She had no choice. My cum visibly leaking from her swim suit now and about to drip to the ground. One time on a Saturday afternoon, when Mum and Tabatha vagina had gone out bigtits and I had the house to myself for a few hours, I had an orgasm so intense that it felt like I might have broken something internally. At least, when I woke up, I wasn’t stroking her anywhere, holding on to anything I shouldn’t. But with the mix of my dream and my arousal and my addled brain I had the feeling that I had been doing something worse just before I woke up. Had a REEEeeeallly bad mexican situa-” I wasn’t easy, at least not asshole for any of them. I felt like I'd eaten a ton o lead. "Just stay away from that slut Carol for me though." I must admit that I was nervous as the taxi drove me to the club; nervous and apprehensive. The feeling of her mouth on my dick was incredible and It was just giving me shock of pleasure through my whole body. A smile played on her lips. Josie rolled her eyes in a way which wasn’t meant to be adorable but was, and said: “As if I didn’t have more experience than you, Mr. Computer Game Wizard…” Ernest and I fucked three more times, I even had him open up my ass. We slowly went upstairs. “Can they lick my pussy?” We both nod to her. She had both hands on Roger's cock as she fed it in and out of her mouth. Brett blinked, then looked down, ashamed. I mean it happens all the time. We would brutally smash any resistance rather then sacrifice anymore of our men fighting pointless battles.