Wank", continuing to finger her phone, flicking through pics she had previously been sent by the object of her desire, occasionally turning her phone ...owards my direction, making me acknowledge the hard cock that she was lusting over.. "much bigger than what you have between your fingers"She left me to wank furiously hoping for her attention and touch which never came. Her attention was truly in her phone, and she waited till i was making noises confirming to get that I was almost at the point. We drove West on Highway 80, then turned South on Highway 220 reaching Altoona shortly before noon.First, we obtained two rooms at the Ramada Hotel of Altoona. Then found a drive-in and ate hamburgers and fries, before heading for Fort Roberdeau Historic Site to visit the different attractions.We enjoyed the different exhibits and discussed what it would have been like to live during that time. I think we all agreed we were thankful to be living in today with all our modern comforts. About. It wasn't as deep or desperate as their earlier kiss and soon enough she reached back for the seatbelt. He reluctantly put his own seatbelt on and drove back to the hotel. All the while her hands caressed his arm and ran enticingly up his leg.They got to the hotel and walked briskly back to their room.No sooner had the door shut than Ann Marie was all over him. Her hands tugged at his shirt and pulled at his belt. He could scarcely believe how desperately she pawed at him.Jacob's hands did. Wearing tight jeans and a bulky, chest-covering sweater top, my sister sauntered around her kitchen so sexily I wanted to reach out and grab her. However, because her hubby hadn’t left yet, I (and, for that matter, we) had to be good. This was heating up as I observed those tight-jeaned hips sway about, and she, undoubtedly, knew what she was doing.At last, David left, and, upon his departure, I quipped to my sister: “Nice sweater, D…Looks a little, errr…loose, though…What up?” Snidely, she.