I was at Steve’s house at two and we left for the woods and our new adventure. My dick was already getting hard because I had been thinking about S...eve’s cock and how I had enjoyed looking at it and watching him cum the day before. We walked past where we were yesterday and continued on a little further up the hill where we turned off down a path a short distance. If anyone came up the hill they would not see us. My heart was pounding and I was really getting excited. Steve sat down on the. She put her hands on my thighs suddenly as if she was sleeping n it wasn’t a deliberate act.I was really getting turned on. Then she turned towards me and kept her head on my shoulder and hands on my belly .. as the car moved on the bumpy road she slowly brought her hand down as if it was all the cars fault.Finally rested her hand on my throbbing meat , she gave a slight press and made her intentions clear , then she ran her sharp finger nails on my thighs n dick slowly and whispered in my ear. As I approached her house, I was a bit surprised to see his car in the driveway. Our plan for the day included meeting him for lunch, but this sure wasn't lunch time."Hey guys," I said as I walked through the side door into the kitchen."Hey Sara," came their stereo response."What's going on? Change of plans?" I asked her with a nod to him."Oh no, not at all. He just had nothing to do so he's going to join us shopping before lunch." Well do I still have time for a shower or am I going to raid. Thank God for dropcloths! "Just give me a few minutes and then you can do some serious painting,all right?" I asked her. She wanted to know why the delay. I told herthat I had to do the cutting in first. I got the edging tools and laid aneat pink boundary on the wall against the ceiling. I gulped hard as Isaw the dramatic color take hold. Had I made a mistake? Was it too much?I then thought that if Mom hated it, more than one coat of whatever elseshe wanted would be required to cover this over..