She began to spread her legs, struggling against the pants and panties around her thighs. Her ass was glowing by now. I stopped spanking and began to...rub her rosy cheeks as she continued to hump and play with her clit. My cock was aching by now, but I was more than willing to wait on getting off to make sure that her pleasure was not interrupted. I positioned my fingers at the top of her ass crack, then slid them down the deep crevice toward her pussy. She was soaking wet, all the way back. Just because I don't eat it around you,doesn't mean that I don't eat it at all." Jen, you worry me sometimes. It's like you're two different people. Oneday you're the rabble rouser that has a 'world-be-damned' attitude thateats a salad, then the next day you're the quiet demure wallflower thatscarffs a pizza down as if there's no tomorrow. What has gotten into youlately?"It kind of scared me when she mentioned being two different people. Iguess I was being the same type of person that I was as. "Now we have you, nice and secure. You may call me Athena; I'm so glad you favour my stories. Perhaps we should work on writing one together." As she laughed at her own little quip, he viewed the beautifully assertive and mature woman with extra reverence as he thought of some of her work. His cock swelled uncontrollably as he recalled the physical pleasure he'd awarded himself, on imagining being one of the characters facing the stern and ruthless women in her tales. She smiled with. "This is amazing," she said--her voice muffled from facing down into the bed. He didn't respond; he now moved down to her thighs. He rubbed her thighs down to her calves and then to her feet, at which point she giggled a bit from being ticklish.Bryan replied to this with: "My apologies, I'll stay higher up".Cassie giggled again and said, "Sorry! Yes let's stay higher so I don't end up kicking you!" and they both laughed simultaneously. Slowly but steadily, Bryan's hands stroked and squeezed.