"Hello there," he replied.My nipples were like marbles, and it was very easy to see that. It was the reason that I put that particular shirt on. My ey...s focused on his."I hope that you can stay awhile Frank," I said.He replied, "For a little while, yes." Good," I said, squirming on his lap. "Because I'm really in the mood."I positioned myself next to him and began passionately kissing him. I reached down, unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his pants. He squeezed my tits lightly as I began to rub. The taboo of being watched by my friend in the theater was making the whole scene much more intoxicating. His fingers began focusing on my clit as I let out a soft sigh and felt myself edging toward an orgasm. Jake's free hand was rubbing his growing cock over his pants while his eyes moved from my face to Tiffany's lap. Her face was flushed and I could see the drunken look in her eye as she neared her climax with me. I never knew she could be so dirty. She and I had been talking about sex. He could fake an injury he thought. Say my back was acting up. Good god she'll think I'm calling her fat if I do that. Just keep cool and lift her up. It doesn't have to be sexual if you don't make it that way.He walked up behind her and put his hands gently on her waist. "Ok ready? One. Two. Three" on three he lifted her up high and watched as her hands grabbed the lowest branch. She hung there for a second and seemed to struggle to pull herself up."Hey daddy give me a little extra push. While she was looking around at the water and mud, she heard the hatch slide open.“Helen?” Geoff’s voice, thankfully.“Hey, Geoff! Up for a visit?”“Sure! Come on down.”It was warm in the saloon, and Helen first unbuttoned, then took off her heavy coat, thrusting her gloves in the pockets.“You’re looking good,” Geoff smiled. “It’s great to see you.”“I missed you over the weekend.” Helen couldn’t avoid a hint of accusation in her tone.He nodded. “I went home. If I don’t see my parents every so.