.. wrong ... Don't want to listen ... Can't ... sleep, " he protested, half consciously."No, dear, it cannot be wrong if I tell you to do it. It would...be wrong if you pleasured yourself instead of me. It would be wrong if I were there and wanted your big cock stuffed up my pussy, filling me with your thick jism, if I wanted you in my mouth to drink your sweet cum, or even if I wanted to give you a hand job just to see you close your pretty eyes for me. But I'm not there. So I want you to. She then continued to rub her tits staring at herself in the mirror; I could hear her moaning through the open window. Fuck this was amazing, my cock was not fully hard and throbbing on the inside of my jeans, I reached down and undid the zipper and button then pulled down my underwear slightly and my cock sprang free. I quickly looked back to the window and saw the girl start to slide off her track suit pants, so she was only wearing blue lacy panties that showed off her cute arse. I grabbed. Maybe you could dress like that again when they come over next week. He tentatively said, still not sure what her reaction would be. Your sure were not going to send the wrong message to them. I mean if its for you, sure I will. You dont think any of them will take it to mean anything else do you? So what if they do, we know its for me. He pulled her into his arms, his hands roaming down her soft backside. Lacy turned slowly checking herself in the mirror. The halter she wore, with no bra. ’ Ryan began to protest, but Gemma just held her hand up to silence him. ‘No, Ryan. ‘Managing your money’ is not a real job, and you’re far too young to be speaking at seminars for the rest of your life.’ Ryan was in a daze as Gemma began suggesting he exercise his creativity in a productive manner. He didn’t hear a word of what she was saying, instead his eyes focussed on her mouth. It was like he had tunnel vision and the only thing he could see was her cupid’s bow, her pouty lips, the way.