“What we used to do!”, I replied.“We shouldn’t do this”, she said. But I could sense her willingness in it. She still didn’t move her body...or asked me to move my hands. She also wanted it but didn’t want to show her willingness.“I just want to touch it, that’s it. We aren’t doing anything”, I said.“But..” I interrupted her and said, “Just enjoy”.My neighbour girl didn’t say anything. I started moving my hands from her body toward her pussy. I cupped her pussy from over her clothes. It felt. She told me she would ask for me. It was Monday. I was off work. I was bored. I went to my bedroom and witnessed a mess. It was time for a good cleaning. Jeans and shorts and panties and bras littered the floor - casualties of late nights and bad decisions. I grabbed all the clothes and put them in a pile in a corner to be washed at a later time. Next was the bed. I yanked the pillowcases off the pillow and discarded them into the clothes pile. Down toward the foot of the bed were. ” You told me not to worry about it and started to walk away.You weren’t sure why, but you were extremely aroused by my gaze and my straight forwardness. As you were slowly walking away, you found yourself suddenly looking back over your shoulder and saying “I really look forward to seeing you tonight.” Our eyes met for just a second, but you felt a jolt deep inside of you that you had long since forgotten. You wanted a man, a real man, this man inside of you! You dismissed it as silly and kept. Finally stopping I reached for the towel and tossed it onto her chest. She slowly wiped the cum from her chest, pulled the pendant off her head and handed it to me.When the shimmering cleared his hand was already wrapped around his cock and was stroking. I slipped the chain over my head and he turned and stared at my nude tits. Reaching up he started to touch and hold them and my hand seemed to slip between my legs automatically.Bobby stroked and played with my tits while I diddled my clit. .