All this while she is vocalizing in a way that I know she is not having fun. I can see her floppy lips folded up inside her and being tugged with eac... stroke. Stacy has tears her eyes rolling across her face.Ken is better than 1/2 way in when I tell him to grab her tits hard. Maybe she forgot telling me that since her implants they don't like being manhandled. Maybe not. Stacy is hollering "No No No". I'm saying just the opposite. She has enough control to pull a pillow into her face. I wouldn’t have to ask twice. And that’s why my rule is so important.”“Then I guess I’m going to look at transferring to Georgia Tech. Will you come see me if I do?”“I wouldn’t miss a Talladega race for anything. And let me know if you need any help, Peaches. Of any kind.”“Well, I got this itch...” she smirked.“OK,” I laughed. “Not THAT kind of help, but anything I can provide.”“You are the best, Steve. Can I have a hug?”“Absolutely!” I said, standing up.She melted into my arms and I held her. They decided it wouldn’t be a good idea which was good because I might have been found out. Then I saw her on her hands and knees and could see his knees on the floor behind her. I could see her tits swinging back and forth. She said “ Oh baby, I love the way you fuck me, but lets go back to my bed and fuck there.” They went back into her bedroom and I heard them get on the bed. I crawled out and slowly stuck my head out and could see that the bedroom door was still open so that I could. Stare at my pussy and tits, your getting turned on, tell me how much you want me, she thought for Tom, he obeyed."You know Marissa, I've always wanted you pretty bad. You turn me on so much, look at the boner I've got from just looking at you." Just imagine if you actually had me," she purred.Tell me you want me, she thought."please," Tom whispered. "I want you so much. I want to fuck your pussy so bad." Let me see that boner you were talking about," she said, shifting so her legs were closed.