I slid a bit closer to which she slid up next to me and said this is what I mean by closer. She did indeed seem cold looking at the bumps forming on h...r tits. Frank slid over as well and we sat that way chatting waiting for dinner to arrive. While we waited she slid her hand onto my leg and began caressing it. I flinched a bit not expecting it but Frank didnt notice. Judging by the look on his face he was probably getting something better from her left hand. It did not take long before, I am. " Did you enjoy that?" Amanda asked as she sat down in the passenger seat.Apart from the counting, it was the only thing she had said since she hadbent over the car."Very much." It feels weird," Amanda said as I started the engine."The sex or the tissues?" Both," she replied, squirming in her seat.* * *"I need a bath," I declared as I pulled up at the house."You are to run me one when we get in the house.Do not touch the tissues until I let you."When we got inside I sat in the lounge reading a. From that day on each shift I worked I felt his eyes on me and when I looked over he looked back with such intense lust it made keeping focused on getting my work done a near impossibility. One afternoon I noticed he was acting very quiet and holding his head down so I walked up to him and said if he ever needed some motherly advice that I was always willing to listen, he looked me in the eyes and said if he wanted motherly advice he would ask his mother!! I didn't know if I pissed him off or. I can just make out the sound of the woman's shrill cries as she is unabashedly overtaken by thoughts of Mr. Thompson and his perfect cock. My arm begins to grow tired and my legs ache from crouching but I do not cease fingering my swollen clit. Each stroke of his hand whets my appetite further. I slip a finger into my dripping cunt, imagining that it's him, and proceed to fuck myself. True, my finger barely touches the girth of him but it is all I have. I attempt two fingers now, which would.