Yes

Alright but if any of you breath a word about this to anyone I swear I will have you begging for ****." stated Paige as she reclined against a bean bag in preparation legs slightly spread and knees pointed up.

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Paige leaned back against the well-used beanbag, closed her eyes and began to let her mind drift toward the erotic. The image of Sean shirtless working in the back yard during summer sprung to her mind. his hard body glistening with sweat, muscles flexing as he lifted a limb he had just cut from a tree. She felt her body respond as her breath quickened imperceptibly and her pink nipples become sensitive under her yellow nightshirt.

She hands unconsciously moved to caress the sensitive buds. She massages her breasts while lightly running her fingers over her hardening tips. Tiring of the interference of the shirt she paused from her ministration to undo the buttons of her shirt. Paige pulled the shirt apart knowing that she now lay bare-chest and aroused in full view of her teammates. Knowing and not caring one bit about the action she was and would be engaged in. Her breath quickened as she massaged her generous breasts. Rolling her hardened pink tips. One hand moved from her breast and slowly made its way down to the top of her shorts waistband. It briefly paused to caress her firm abdomen be for sliding down and underneath to waiting need below.