Casey didn't even consciously know he was doing it but in an instant hehad released his penis. His hand twitched then grasped at air. Ititched for s...mething and slowly it made its way just an inch lower,right at the base of his penis. Casey began to rub.?Casey, I'm so close. Don't stop. Don't stop! Tell me!?The sensation Casey felt was indescribable. Like little explosions ofpleasure released by each pass of his fingers erupted and built inwaves. The more closely he mimicked Betsy the. Then it dawned on me that I had just spent the afternoon shopping in every teen clothes store I could find at the mall. Tyger. Grrrrrrrr. I giggled, then said, ‘Okay, okay, I know I look silly. I need to get changed and get ready, like, ‘kay?’ Diane said, ‘No, stay like that. We’ll dim the lights and that outfit can light the arena.’ I stamped my fuck-me heel, inadvertently causing my boobs to jiggle. ‘I didn’t mean to get dwessed wike this! Honest!’ ‘You got dressed by accident?’ Marty cut in.. She shook her head. “Nothing at the moment,” she told him. “John has a deacon’s meeting so I suppose I will do some shopping or something. Why?” He guided her over to the uniforms section. “Saturday afternoon there’s an international match on,” he told her. “A few of my mates are coming round. We usually have a few beers and sandwiches. It would be nice to have someone wait on us,” he added as he picked out a maid’s outfit. He held it against her body. “This should do fine for you,” he told. At long last they arrive at the quaint, out-of-the-way motel. It’s a motel seemingly built with lovers in mind. There are no rooms, as such. There are small, cozy individual cabins. Each one has a fireplace, that the manager, ever the romantic, lights just in time for each party’s reservation. The bed is right in front of the fireplace. What more can a couple in love ask for? They pull in to the drive, he goes in to register and pay for the cabin and then drives to their designated cabin and.