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with them. She appeared much more relaxed by the time he brought the tray of drinks around. She was sitting near Miguel, laughing at something he d said. 49 Mine. My girl. The primitive voice clamored inside Bob and for a moment, he forgot why in the hell he was doing this. It no longer seemed like a good idea to share at all. He sat apart from the others, watching and listening as Candy slipped easily into her waitress persona and made small talk with the guys. Small talk drifted into the realm of flirting and in a short while, without any direction from him, the flirting crossed the threshold of a scene. Candy became the teen schoolgirl who d gone to a college party and stayed long after the other girls had gone home. The drinking grew heavier and the innuendo in their chatting, more broad. Frank was the first to cross the line and touch Candy, slipping an arm around her and fondling her tit through her blouse. Why don t you take your blazer off, sweetheart? School s over. He helped her out of her jacket. You don t have a bra on, do you? Dennis commented, his eyes trained on the dark circles of her aureoles, clearly visible through the white cotton blouse. Candy put a hand to her mouth in a parody of surprise. Oops! Must have forgotten today. Miguel pressed against her other side on the couch. He slid his hand up her front, casually loosening buttons on the way. He slipped his hand inside and copped a feel. Nice little titties you got, girl. Candy giggled and pushed her chest out. Little is right. That s cool with me. More than a handful is too much, he said. 50 Dennis knelt in front of her and offered her another drink. Bob had permitted alcohol for this one night, both to help her relax and to add to the illusion of the frat party scene. You eighteen yet? Dennis asked. You don t look like it. Hell, she s only fourteen, Frank said. She s in my little sister s class in high school. Teenage pussy spells trouble. Maybe we shouldn t, Dennis cautioned. Shut up. She s willing and I m fucking horny. Frank pulled Candy s blouse open, baring her left breast. Miguel did the same on the right. And then both men descended on her small tits, sucking the erect brown nipples into their mouths. Dennis stopped arguing and moved closer to her knees, running his hands up under the short, pleated skirt. And in the midst of all the attention, Candy closed her eyes and moaned softly, her body lifting into their hands and mouths. Bob was electrified, frozen in his seat, his eyes riveted on the scene playing out before him. He could join too, become one of the sex-driven frat boys, but for now he was content to watch, while they fondled and suckled his girl. She was beautiful like that, with her eyes closed and her lips parted--a picture of voluptuous young womanhood. Dennis had burrowed his head underneath her skirt and from Candy s gasps it was clear what he was doing to her. You like this, baby, huh? Miguel s voice was a soothing purr as he pinched her nipple between his fingers and nuzzled into her neck. He covered her mouth with his and stole a kiss without stopping his restless plucking of her nipple. 51 Frank pulled off her other breast with a wet pop. Fuck this. My cock s about to burst. He rose, unfastened his jeans and flipped out his cock, hard and ready for action. Candy s eyes opened wide as she stared at the cock only inches from her face. What do you think I m gonna do with that? Suck it. No way. What kind of a girl do you think I am? She managed to sound indignant even while Miguel was twisting her tit and Dennis was foraging under her skirt. The kind who likes to get felt up but doesn t want to put out, Frank said. Here I ll make it easy for you. He picked up a glass of whiskey and dipped his cock in the amber liquid before holding it out to her again. You like to drink. Suck off the whiskey. Her doe-eyes widened and suddenly she looked every bit the fourteen-year-old who d gotten in way over her head. I don t know& [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ] |