Her hips rose and she rolled the ball of her thumb over her clit. I watched as her nipples stiffened and stroked myself slowly, spreading precum over ...y glans, my eyes fixed on her face as she masturbated. She smiled again and glanced down. I followed her gaze and saw that she now had three fingers buried in herself, her wrist curved awkwardly as she pushed down on them.Watching her as she thrust up towards her womb brought my cock to attention.Watching was OK. Risking her life wasn't an. "How do you spell it?" A-N-R-G-A... Uh, no, A-N-G-O-... No, no, A-N-G-R-O-... -N-O-K.Angronok." Where did you hear a name like that, anyway? Did you lift it from acomic book or...?" Kent Noggin told me. He's friends with Angronok, like I said."I made one last deliberate effort to push the whole issue out of mythoughts. It failed. Every rational brain cell I had was screaming tome that this coincidence was not important and did not mean a thing; itcould not mean a thing. So what if Dan had given. Our last party lasted long into the night and the girls made sure they would not be forgotten.Wes had owned the house next door to Suk, the girlfriend, and was fortunate to have it sold in within days. Of course that meant returning to sign the papers. He arrived on Sunday and would only be in town one night as the deal would be completed the following morning. He arrived that afternoon and stopped by to see the girls. My wife was at work.but Suk said he could spend the night at her place and. I got out of my door and fell on my ass. Oh, this was going to be a suave entrance. I managed to make it to the front door by practicing my old hockey skating technique, sans blades. God, I hoped she wasn’t watching. Of course she was. She met me at the door, her eyes wide and her hand holding a cordless phone to her ear. I stood on her stoop with a wet ass and a runny nose from the cold, and hair that was already getting a crust of ice. ‘It’s Charlie,’ Amy said into the phone, not at me. She.