“This is our little secret isn’t it bud?”He replied, “It sure is!” He looked embarrassed! He reached down and pulled up his pants and boxers... He fastened the button, pulled up his zipper, pushed the door open and left.Not even a thank you did I get ☹️ =======================A week later, I hear the doorbell. It’s the courier guy. What the hay!!!I open the door and he comes in. “Yes? I ask.“I am sorry to bother you but I have a problem. I felt so guilty about what we did last week. I couldn’t. Another month went by, during which you started expressing concern about the time that was passing. Try to visualize the difficulty she was in: Mark was doubtless the most fantastic guy she had ever met, but she felt unable to move forward or move away. She was horribly stuck, and you were starting to worry about time. -- "Then a week and a half ago, Ava was standing by the finish line of the national-level 10k race that she was so interested in, when Mark appeared out of nowhere at the head of. .someone looks pleased to see me here dont they!" as she looked down again towards my groin region. I was fully naked underneath my mack and my right hand was clutching hard onto my solid erection and stroking it as i looked back into her eyes and down into her lap where she was cupping her crotch area with one hand in between her legs as they were parted, as she remained sat behing the wheel.I reached into my coat pocket with my free hand and placed it onto the dashborard above the steering. Sam in her confusion had tears welling up in her eyes, but her pelvis was moving to the rhythm of the old man’s finger, she could feel a wetness running down the inside of her legs, her pussy was sopping wet, Sam could feel a strange build up of pleasure starting in her pussy then radiating out like ripples, it kept growing in intensity, she started to breath heavy like a panting dog, but just then.“Stop Mr Shap, would you like to remove you manhood from your trousers and show it to the.