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The Light | rhetorical | 5

 

"Just a kiss, eh?" said , swirling a finger below through her lips, as Crystal grasped his back and butt as if to keep steady. "I take it then that you don't mind the special treatment that I'm giving you below?"

"I never thought that kissing and cuddling could make me so fucking hot, if that's what you mean," said Crystal, breathing heavily. "Oh!" she exclaimed as you rubbed her nubbin. "I'm going to soak my jeans!"

"We can't be having that," he said, pulling his hand out of her jeans. 's fingers were slick with her juices. "Let's get your jeans off before they're sodden."

"Huh?" is all Crystal answered. The Donna and Poppy looked confused. "What do you mean, take her jeans off?" asked Donna.

cupped Crystal's cunny through her jeans, causing her to moan.
"I mean that these have got to come off, or they'll soak right through." He went to work on the buttons of Crystal's jeans, and pulled down the zipper, revealing very moist lacy panties. He pulled her jeans down to her sneakers. "Donna, could you help me with Crystal's sneakers?"

Donna, with a confused look, knelt down and helped with Crystal's sneakers. Poppy and Crystal just looked on confusedly. "What are you doing?" said Crystal. "I see you doing something, and somehow my jeans are coming off, but it doesn't make any sense." At Donna's prompting, Crystal lifted her feet to get her shoes off, and the jeans followed quickly afterward.

brought a finger under her panties, and probed her wet sex through them, causing Crystal to gasp. "I wouldn't worry about it," he counseled. Just put your shoes and your jeans in your locker. We should probably get your panties off too, or you could get a rash," went on, learnedly. "Help pull these off please, Donna?"

In a moment, the only thing Crystal wore from the waist down were her pink ankle socks. A triangle of thin brown hair came to a narrow point between her legs, where her glistening and swollen pussy lips were exposed to see. Donna got back up to her feet, and Poppy was no-so-discreetly rubbing her own groin through her own jeans.

 

What to do about these confused and horny girls?

 
 
 

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