The chance of having him at home was just too good to pass up.Smiling, she said, “You’re going to do great. I just know it.”“You know, I think...so too,” George said. He looked over at the boys. They were getting a little bored by the serious discussion. Winking at them, he said, “Let’s see who can get cleanest the fastest! Ice cream for the winner.”The boys left the table for the bathroom like a shot. He rose, walked over to Cindy, and kissed her forehead leaving a lip print of spaghetti sauce. The way he could make me feel, my body trembled and ached for it. I seemed to crave those feelings again, him pleasuring me, and I wanted to pleasure him too. The next day, I got home from work to find Steven over and playing video games with my son. I could feel my brain tingle, my pulse race and my cock twitch and swell. When he saw me, and no one was looking, he gave me a shy, sly smile. I didn’t want to want him so bad and would have never imagined it or made the first move, but now there. Aron did hesitate, on the other hand, making him want to bite his tongue. The socialite in Alex was probably hungry for social events on a regular basis. But he was in no mood to go out and try fending off who knew how many people who wanted who knew what, starting with a blowjob and ending up with ... Okay, that was enough gay imagery for one day.Focus, Carter, focus.“I’m tired,” he said quickly, to alleviate Aron’s suspicions. “I just want to chill.”“Netflix and chill?” Aron joked and Carter. Her soft lips parted easily and then her mouth opened wider to accept my tongue. There was a practiced skill about our kissing, a skill gained from hours that had frustrated me beyond belief. Did it also frustrate her? Did girls get the same kind of ache that guys got from swollen balls?My hands stroked her back, feeling the strap of her brassiere. "Mmmmm Joe... don't get ideas," Ann murmured as I slipped my hands under her shirt. It was time for the collapsing leg. I gave a little kick at the.