“My turn” I said, refocusing the attention from where it still lingered. Blowjob sex What finally ended my reveling was my growing need to touch her. I had a brief moment of
taking her in; the same long tan torso, topped by the slight teardrops of her breasts that I had marveled at last
night at the drinking fountain. “I think we should measure.” said Rach thoughtfully. I could see the muscles in her legs flexing with each rock as she squeezed them
together. Rachel would tell me anything I
asked with or without the game, so I didn’t feel the need to get an answer from her for myself, but perhaps I could
ask something that would be fun to get an answer to in front of the girls. My momentary gape was missed thanks to my big blue buddy, who chose, the moment he had attention, to give a
jump of appreciation.
