Her very wet panties to her son. Another minute passed while she considered his request. "Are you sure, Honey. You want these ... that I'm wearing?" Y...s ... can I?" As she lay there thinking, Jennifer actually warmed up to the idea. She wanted to sit up and of course, to look at her son. But he had made it clear that he wasn't ready for eye contact. So, Jennifer lifted her hips off the bed and pulled her panties down to her knees. Then she paused."Ryan?" Another sudden realization came to. Pretty close."Uh oh. Laura realized how far she may have gone the moment the words slipped out."Were you," Trina said in a dead voice, her face unexpressive."Yes." I guess... some time," Trina said, uninterested."Could I give you my number? Then, if you have an hour some time, I'd love to buy you coffee, a drink, whatever. Just so we could talk." Sure. Okay."Laura scribbled her phone number down on the back of her business card and gave it to Trina, who stuck it haphazardly into her pocket. .., as I opened my legs wider to allow my aroused member some freedom, and to let my knee touch yours. It was obvious that some fun was about to be on the menu. The whole place was now silent , and we knew that probably only the two of us were left in the complex. Slowly, I caressed your side and left breast as I just slipped the towel from you, and ran my finger down your leg, and back up again, missing you in your hot burning area down there, but reaching your left breast to compliment it. Me and Tristian stopped playing with our cocks and watched what was happening to Bill and we both didn't know what was occuring.Bill stopped playing with his cock and just laid back on the stage and was having spasm attacks. I was totally flabagasted and was not sure what was happening.Bill then jumped up with a big WOW and said we have to rub our cocks harder and quicker to get the same sentation.Tristian and i started copying Bill's actions, we spat in the palm of our hands and then proceeded.