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Half the fun of rolling your own cigarettes is getting it just so. It's therapeutic, meditative, almost zen. You could never get it perfect, but that didn't mean you shouldn't try. I lit it, took a nice hit, then I put it to his lips and held it for him. He took a nice slow draw and coughed. His arm pushed behind me, his body went soft and his hands found each other around my side. Fingers, now warmed, entwined together and he held me tighter, like he had found a puppy thought lost, or a buoy in a terrible sea. It was a hug of gratitude, it was comfortable and endearingly protective. Between having my first beer in years, and now having some really nice bud in me, I was settled in nicely. The now slight coolness of his body, was soothing, the hug was warm and welcoming. I held it to his lips again. My brain went back in time once more. The Lesbian Smokey Mountains at sunrise, the world in fog, leaning against my Harley. A campfire, Janine, cuddled into me, bare as a newborn. The misty veil lifted and the world unfurled, her head on my chest as I put a joint to her lips, she drew in deep… And so did he. His fingers released their grip on each other and his body shifted, to a more relaxed position. One hand came to rest on my stomach just below his chin, the other stayed behind the crook in my back. We talked more, about familiar things. girl on girl The mood was lighter and more casual as the minutes slipped away to friendly conversation. His body started warming from my shared heat. Somewhere during our lighthearted exchange, his free hand found its way to the fabric on my pants pocket and it started playing with the seams. I felt fingertips, absentmindedly, tracing the lines of the denim on my thigh, not with the intention to excite, mind you, more like a subconscious desire, to feel, to touch, to communicate, or maybe, they were just moving involuntarily and of their own accord. I pussy licking felt that heat starting to build again, then a twitch, as the circles, he was now tracing on my leg, were getting closer to the place, where ‘i’ was trapped against my thigh. Slowly, his fingers grazed, not lustfully, but inquisitive. Their intention seemed to be on the texture and the feel of the fabric and not on the object so close to them, nor, on the effect they may have had upon it. I felt myself throb and grow. They were having it. I brushed my fingers down his neck, out of either habit and illusion, kissing or curiosity, or want, or lez need, or God knows what the fuck was running through my mind. Whatever the impetus was, they roamed effortlessly, from his shoulder down his arm. He sighed as my hand slid to his waist, up his ribs and found the side of a small firm breast. He jerked at the touch, his hand gripped my thigh tighter. He exhaled heavy, his body settling as the air left him. My hand smoothed over his ribs and relaxed on his stomach. He raised his hand, scratched his nose and rubbed his eyes, then it found its way back to my thigh casually and made itself home again. His thumb slipped into my pocket. It stayed there, motionless, yet enticing. It wasn't too long, before I felt those fingers return to their wanderings, sliding softly up and down my thigh. The quiet had settled around us peacefully, interrupted only lezzy by the crackle and pops of the stove and the occasional hushed breathy purl. I slid my hand under the curve of his chest and cupped it. He stiffened hard, sighed and melted back into me. Then I felt him push back into my touch, just a little. His hand, slid down my crotch and between my legs, firmly gripping on my inner thigh. Practice ended, the guys came over to eat the sandwiches and soda Janet had brought. I ripped out of pussy licking the MILF's cunt. Lesbian Every time she went to wretch though, it just left her throat gaping wide, allowing Phil to ram his cock into the vacant space, and stopping her body from doing what it wanted to. "Oh." Self-importance She’d left her thongs on Brian’s bedroom floor to give him something to remember her by before she returned for the fall semester in two weeks. “Can lezzy I suck it?” she asked. You know, if you spend enough time being the victim, I guess it’s hard to recognize when you’re victimizing someone. "Come on," I said. It looks like a large cylindrical suitcase that opens up into a laptop. The better to service him. Her lust increased dramatically from this arousing dream. Of course, Richard helped by bringing his legs together and lifting his ass just enough to slide them off. “Nice tits.” I hear immediately. We’ll take care of that later.” Amanda answers while swinging her arm telling me kissing to sit down by the counter. A middle-aged man came and sat next to me. Ethan smiled and I just knew that he wanted me to flash the man.; so did I. All I had to do was turn to face Ethan then turn back and my nipple would be out. Police were on their way. He worries that the raw skin on his sensitive cock shaft is about to tear. “Yeah, they aren’t as nice,” Craig said, alternating his gaze between the picture and me, “or as big.” 'No, probably not' He chuckled in reply, dabbing away at her grazes. Then his hard prick exploded. I couldn't stand being around him any longer. girl on girl “He might be. Once on the road, Sandi was hanging over the seat, whispering with Becky. “what’s that?” HANSON!” She clung onto his shoulders again and screamed her release. Hand me the camera. “Mireille had at least four before, so get there five times, then I will fuck you. “goodbye junkie slut” I thought as she twitched. I feel running down my back and legs. I even managed to get back to school and gymnastics after breastfeeding with none the wiser. Stroked me. "Nice", he said when we turned our attention back to kissing each other. In my head, I am hoping that Dakota tells Jill about Tina and Roger. As the night wore on and people got a little ‘happier’, someone suggested some party games. "How about lunch? “Enjoy it. lez I put a rubber glove on my right hand and coated my index finger liberally with lubricant. He gestured at her, nodding as she took a gulp of her drink. Is that clear?”