And she was going to continue badgering him about it. That much was clear.Maybe if he gave her what she wanted on this trip, her curiosity would be as...uaged and her lust would be manageable when she got home.But would his?What if Lucy ever found out? She’d kill him. It was just that simple. He knew how she felt about her kids “experimenting with sex.” He knew she was resigned to it happening eventually, but he was absolutely sure she wouldn’t approve of it happening this soon ... or in that. As curiosity’s cat stood with a knife at its own wrist, I realised that merely by acceding to his request I had proved him right. I prayed that he would not realise this.> See! Just by typing in you have proved me right!Lord, help me.> However, I too am interested in proving my theory in a more empirical manner, so we shall proceed with the experiment. Is that a pair of dice that I see behind you?The two oversized wooden dice, each roughly the size of a plum and painted white, were a leftover. The door opened to reveal Daniel Richards, he was still dripping and wore nothing but a towel about his lower portions. As the door was opening he said; "Sorry, was in the shower" but when the door was wide enough so that he could see who it was he blushed; "Oh, Miss Forker excuse me" and he retreated modestly behind the door leaning so that he could still converse with her but not reveal his state of disrobement. Prior to his doing so though she had noted that his shaved head and chin had. I watched her keenly for her reaction I saw her eyes get as big as saucers and a smile appeared. That’s when I began slowly stroking up and down the entire shaft. Both her hands were busy lightly touching and moving around on her thighs and I watched as one hand moved down between her thighs to her crotch and remained there as a droplet of precum form on the tip of my cock. I stopped stroking and dapped at the tip of my cock with an index finger and swirled the precum around on the head of my.