They changed so much these past few minutes. I rub my smooth, tautstomach. A finger pokes a cute belly button too. My fingers go back ontomy chest aga...n. I rub the contours of my growing areolae. It sends apleasurable warmth all over me. My poking and prodding my my chest startto bring out other changes in me. I should stop, but it feels too good.With each pinch, rub and squeeze, my chest started to rise a little bitmore. My body was creating its own breast tissue! I moaned in pleasure asmy. The sound of the barista setting my beer glass on the wood surface caused Sheri and I to look up. We smiled at the barista then Sheri and I reached for our glasses, toasted by clanking them together with neither of us saying a word verbally, leaving our eyes and attributes to express our lust. Sheri swiveled her bar stool until her front was facing mine. I placed my strong hands on her knees, slowly prying them outwards. The hem of Sheri's skirt crept up her legs exposing the flesh to her upper. The top was down and my hair was blowing in the wind. I was also horny as hell and couldn’t keep my mind off of Roger’s manhood. I slid my hand over to his crotch and instantly could feel his sex muscle twitch. I grabbed it between my fingers and began stroking it through his shorts. I could feel his cock instantly harden and pulsate.Like I said, I was horny as hell. I needed his cock. We had turned off I-70 and were on U.S. 24 heading towards Leadville and Poncha Springs. Considering. Natural gesture.Michael moved off, around the corner, Tera looked after him, feeling both his absence from her side and the loss of contact with him, she was ... stunned by the void."Closed, damn" she heard him say as she walked around the corner to see him looking at a small sign on the door."They won't be open for a few weeks, not till after the term starts" he said to her, his hang dog look made her want to hug him, she fought the impulse.They started their run again, another mile then back.