I shivered to my core as my pale naked gooseflesh rippled under Stacy's tantalizing touch. She brought her hands up to my breasts again and wrapped her warm fingers around them. I had to keep talking.
"Stacy has her hands all over me now Michael. She is feeling all of my naked skin and rubbing my hard n*****s. She's my best friend Michael, and she's feeling me up like only a lover can. Did I mention she ran her fingers right over my bare p***y? My p***y Michael. It's out now, in the room for Stacy to see and apparently touch. She touched it and now I think it's getting really wet down there. Do you want to feel it too? Oh wait, you can't."
I was being merciless here as Stacy was working over my n*****s and drawing circles around my neck with her tongue.
"Are you hard Michael?" I asked,
