‘You taste so sweet, I could eat you all day,’ drawled the Captain, pulling her up to sit. ‘But now I need your help with something.’ He nodde... down at the morning erection which had been stubbornly making its presence felt for the last half hour. ‘Touch it, Kitty.’ ‘Oh…I hardly dare to…’ ‘Touch it.’ He took hold of her hand and wrapped it around his shaft, guiding her in an up and down stroking motion at first, then leaving her to continue alone. Kitty was irritated at her task. It tired her. Jennycarefully took hold of the button at the top of Michael's trousers andpulled, hard. Before her husband knew what was going on the button hadjoined the shirt button somewhere across the room and his trousers werearound his ankles. Satisfied, Jenny stood back admiring her handiwork.Of course, as far as Michael was concerned she was staring at the lacypink boy shorts. While Michael was genuinely frozen with fear Jennyneeded only a second to take in the scene that she had carefully plannedfor. The ride home was quiet. Mom didn't say much except that she was going to talk with dad and a couple of lawyers this afternoon, and we would have a talk later at supper.I called my friend Lisa and told her that I had been at Findley's and she bugged me all about it. The more she talked the more I was upset, cause she acted like I was going to summer camp again. Then she asked me if she could have my designer boots. "After all, you won't need them, and they just throw stuff away, anyway."I got. You should try it, he encouraged. Why, I asked, kind of interested. I dont know, you might like it and you could send me a video if you want, he replied. I dont know… I answered, unsure of what I should do. I didnt know if it would hurt. I then decided that it wouldnt hurt to try. Okay, I agreed, but Im not wet. I can fix that ,) he told me. Cody sent me a picture of his semi-hard cock sticking out of the top of his boxers. That got me instantly wet, thinking about how good that would feel.