We sat there for a while before I leaned over to grab the remote she was holding brushing against the side of her breast as I did. I almost froze for...a moment waiting for Bree to say something or get mad, and when she didn’t say anything I found myself thinking she hadn’t felt my hand touch her.I changed the channel to a movie before getting up to grab another beer, when I got back Bree had changed the channel again and set the remote even closer to her breast on her side. It didn’t take much. She was pretty sure that he was trying to tell her that he was about to ejaculate into her mouth. That was fine with her. In fact, it was better than fine. She was truly looking forward to it.Sara held the base of Tom's cock with her left hand as she continued to suck up and down on it. Her right hand reached under her skirt, which was hiked halfway up her thighs, and began rubbing her clitoris through her panties... panties that were soaked from her vaginal lubrication, she was so turned. They kept touching each other and eating off each other’s plates. It was sickening. I had to stop twice and walk away to collect myself, so I didn’t go snap his fucking neck.Heading out to the lobby, I did what they do in almost every bad spy movie ever made. I bought a newspaper and used it to hide behind. Sitting on a couch, I kept an eye on the restaurant and waited. Half an hour later they came out with his arm around Ara’s shoulders. They walked directly to the elevator and went up to what. He was having his usual morning attempt at a boner andfailing miserably as usual, assisted by her persistent handling.I could see that today was going to be as bad as every other day, if notworse. I'm hardly awake before I have to think of the answer that isn'tgoing to upset her and which is full enough that she won't have anyhumiliating follow-up questions. Oh well, here goes!"I haven't had a chance to look at them in detail yet, Sister Sara butI'm sure I'll find them to be absolutely perfect.