He is now faced with a woman who is not saying anything while he gropes her turning her arse towartds him.His hand comes down her body and starts stro...ing her arse. M tellsme she now doesnt know what to do for the best, R is clearly asleep, she thinks about waking him when things suddenly change as far as she is concerned. B sticks a finger into her cunt. Her cunt she amits is damp because of the situation he is, and it also still full of R's cum from the recent fuck. So B is fingering her. ” “You want to watch?” he asked. Bre reached out, took his hand and pushed it up between her legs until his fingers were touching the silky smooth patch of her panties. “Yeah,” she whispered. “I’d like to watch you fuck her.” Never one to miss an opportunity, Mitch pressed his fingers into her sex and began to move them slowly. “And how do you plan to do that?” “The same way you watch me masturbate when we aren’t together,” she answered in a soft, sexy voice. “When you are ready to have sex. Not can I. Of course you can. What you're asking for is permission, not confirmation of your ability to do so." Are you always this big an asshole, Mister?"He turned back into the room. He'd been wrong. It was too dim to see the intimate details hidden in the shadowy cleft between her slightly parted cheeks. Her face and improbably large breasts were mashed against the mattress, but he couldn't see them from this angle."Normally I'm just a medium asshole, but lets say you inspire me." Lucky. ”Kelly noticed that the older girl was cooking bacon and had the eggs out. “What’s going on?” she asked. “It almost looks like you’re being domestic. If I didn’t know you better, I would say you were.”“Kelly, I’ve got a problem. It was that kiss in the car yesterday. Bill Carlson and I don’t agree on the time of day — or anything else, for that matter — but that kiss curled my toes. All last night I was tossing — or felt like tossing — listening to his breathing just a couple of feet away..