I was able to reach the sensitive little nub of her clit with my thumb and rubbing it gently while my finger was all the way inside her, made her rock...her hips urgently while kissing me even harder.As her hips rocked, her delightfully tight round bum rubbed against my crotch, ever-strengthening my hard, aching cock, trapped in its denim prison. I knew she could feel it. How could she not? And I sensed this only served to heighten her arousal.Suddenly she began to tremble. Just a small quake. This time he holds you with both arms trying to steady you, enjoying the feel of your body against his. His left arm is around your waist and his right around your back. He holds you so close to himself as you finally get your legs to cooperate. Finally down the stairs you want to get changed because he has gotten your dress wet, but decide not to because you don’t want to fall and get embarrassed again. You all sit in the kitchen as he tells you what you already knew; you need new water. Do I have to spell it out any clearer?" Drew answered. "Well fuck me!" Geoff exclaimed and a big grin broke out across his face, "I knew there was something going on that night I had dinner with you guys at your place. How the fuck did that happen?" "It sort of just happened the second night they stayed with me," Drew tried to explain, "I don't know how, it just did, and it's the best thing that has happened to me in a long time." "And your doing it with Dave?" ."Yes, it sort of just happened I. .to take Shyla’s place.”“I’m not sure what that means.”“It means to take her place as your companion. And Yuri, you need to consider it.”“I’m feeling confused.”“Of course you would feel that way. But listen, your wife cut out as soon as those charges were made against you. There was no proof, just allegations, yet she left in the dead of night. You were devastated and depressed that the woman you loved ditched you and you probably don’t ever want to feel that pain again. Right?”Yuri.