This time after a few minutes I stopped pretending I was asleep (he must surely have known anyway) and pushed down the covers to allow him easier acce...s, again he wanked me to completion before taking care of himself.This pattern continued for several weeks, him wanking me off and me remaining completely passive until eventually I could hold back no longer.One night as he started to stroke me hard I reached across and pushed his bedclothes down so that I could see his erection in the dim light,. She once told me that her mother deliberately held off on giving birth so that she would be a Christmas baby, born shortly after midnight.Had she decided that her eighteenth birthday was late enough to try again, then driven ninety minutes in the snow to do so? I thought I knew Noelle well enough to see it as the sort of thing she was capable of. Most of the time, Noelle was quiet and agreeable, not at all like a teenager. In most things, she was easygoing. But, when she wanted something, she. “Yes, much better now.” I felt her fingers twist and pull apart as they slid deeper inside. She told me a third finger was needed to prepare for the toy. The two fingers slipped from my ass and she covered three fingers in lube. I grimaced in a bit of discomfort as the fingers penetrated my ass. Her hand stroked my chest reassuringly as the fingers ever so slowly pushed deeper, spreading apart. I found myself moaning and grunting in the pleasure I was receiving. “Okay, stud, it’s time.” She. ’ ‘That was too easy, Ron,’ Grant looked between his grandparents and Ron. What had changed suddenly? It couldn’t be goodwill on Ron’s part, the man was as selfish as the next guy in Hollywood. But then, Grant wasn’t about to look a gift horse in the mouth. He felt like he had been given another chance. ‘Call me a hopeless romantic!’ Ron said a little too cheerfully. ‘I will have Janna make the travel arrangements and she’ll let you know when you go to St. Louis.’ A smile spread on Grant’s.