Your Turn.

You wake up and the girls are still both next to you. You look at Ashley laid back against the bed next to you. Melissa has slumped over, resting across your lap with her back to you. The clock says its been only a couple hours. The party has completely died out downstairs and the night is quiet. You admire her soft body and the warmth between you.

She's been naughty touching you, its only fair that you return the favor. You place your left hand on her side. Giving her a light squeeze you pet her. She doesn't react, not that you'd care if she did. You hold her breast through her shirt. You slowly sit her up, supporting her head and body until she is upright against the bed. She moans a little while you move her but still appears completely asleep.

Now unhindered, you reach under her the thin fabric of her shirt and lift it up past her flowery bra. You probe beneath it, feeling her soft flesh and tiny nipples. You unhook her bra and lift it out of the way. Her brown areolas, the size of nickels, beautiful, and exposed. Tempted by her lack of response you unzip her pants. Probing beneath her panties you feel a familiar patch of hair and a still moist pussy.

You spend the next hour or so just caressing her body. She might soon wake. You weigh redressing her against doing more, while juggling the idea of waking more than just your arousal.