Carly’s heart beat faster when the other girl unclasped Carly’s bra and took one breast in her hand. “Now the real fun begins.” Miranda swirle... her tongue around Carly’s soft nipple, sometimes pinching it to make it harder. She gasped as Miranda traced a line of gentle kisses from one breast to the other. She could feel herself growing wetter. “Lean back,” Miranda commanded, climbing off of her. Carly did as she was told. She felt her pants unbuttoned, so she pulled her legs up so Miranda could. She giggled and reminded me that we were to be Ellen's special guests, and implied that if events in bathroom went any further our absence at the party would be noticed. As we drove down the highway, it was hard not to marvel at Donna's exposed legs and long raven hair as it streamed behind her in the wind. I vowed that whatever food was being served at the barbeque, I would have this sexy girl for dessert.The party was well underway when we arrived at Ellen's house. The road trip down the mesa. More

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