Whatever the reason, talking about his mother as though she were dead…as though he had no choice but to move on in his life without her…seemed to ...e helping him survive the vast restructuring going on in his world. And more recently, it was helping him rebuild his relationship with his father. There were still a lot of small acts of defiance…sneaking out late at night was the newest one, but even that one was a small blessing in its way. William had friends. He’d been so quiet and withdrawn. So, we just cuddled up, pulling a sheet on top of us. She wanted to smoke a cigarette and got up to get one from her jeans pocket. While crossing on top of me, I was tempted seeing her well-rounded ass in the little lit room; held her by her thighs, gave her ass a good squeeze and a tight spank to echo in the room.Then we smoked together in the bed for some time, discussing our profession, about casual sex: both attitude and openness of each gender and safety points about it. All the while. While I was doing that, he rummaged through a drawer and pulled out something small. He walked over to me. It was lipstick. He put the red lipstick on my lips and told me it was to make me look more grown up. He sat on the bed and stared at me for a while. I was shaking. I wanted to grab my clothes and run upstairs, but I stayed frozen. He unzipped his pants and started stroking his cock. I started toward the door, but he got to it before me and blocked it with his body."It's okay," he. Sasha reaches in slowly. She aims her fingers at the place where legs, ass and pussy meet and she hits her mark perfectly. Emily jumps up and back toward Sasha, letting out a gasp in the process. Sasha takes advantage of the closeness of Emily and her fingers slide between Emily’s pussy lips. Emily’s surprise is short lived as she melts at the more insistent handling of her needy pussy.“I see you couldn’t wait for me,” Sasha coos in her ear.“I’ve been waiting for a week,” Emily moans back..