"Let's save some for later. Remember, we're supposed to be resting today." He looked at Laura's book. "Why don't you go ahead and read while I rub you... back. I may even rub some other parts, too."Laura lay face down and opened the volume. It didn't take too long before the explicit story of sexual slavery had entirely captured her attention. John's touch, often much more intimate than her back, combined with the story to keep her excited.After some time she reached the part where O's initial. We ate and drank some wine and l told them about my summer, eventually quite drunk my sister went to bed. Me and mum chatted for a while, then she said she should go to bed to, l stood up to give her a hug and we embraced. l imediately got fully erect in my loose shorts and pushed my hard on to her crotch. She told me to stop, it wasn't fair, l tried to kiss her but she pushed me away. l placed my hand between her legs and started to rub her. She tried to back away saying we can't, but l. We had become friends in the last year when hiswife lost the war against a very aggressive cancer and after 4excruciating months of chemo and other treatments died, that left Jorgeas a bitter widower with no children and a very big alone house.Several times he told me that I was his only friend, and in his diretimes (and my good ones) I let him crash almost every day in my couch(when I still had one).So one day at the middle of my third misery month I was invited to hishouse for barbecue and. She was a really sexy young lady who looked to be in her late twenties. Long dark brown hair that fell past her shoulders from underneath her motorcycle helmet and a beaming bright smile. They each would have counted themselves lucky to ever hook up with her, but not even in either man's dreams did they think she might want to do anything with them. Without so much as a word, they hopped into the car and followed Erin to her house about 5 minutes away. The door was barely open when she pulled.