Or something. I was scared just to tell her I liked her tits."I used to dream about this," Angie told me, getting closer and putting her face in my bl...ck hair. "I used to think about being in bed with my boyfriend. Not doing anything, not like that, but just being with somebody." Yeah." Did you ever think about it, Sam?" I don't know," I said, breathing her hair and skin and maybe she did smell like strawberries, I couldn't decide. Mostly Angie just smelled like Angie and I liked it."Nobody. . thinking 'this is scary'the bell rings, it will be the pizza guy i guess i think.. i walk to open the door,"wait, the rules apply from now.. strip down my fucktoy" he tells me..wondering.. this is pretty weird, but then again.. i was an angle for my parents and i'd like to stay that way.. "Ok" i say.. removing my boots, shorts, panties, and my tee and bra.. "Woah, your a HOTtie" uncle charlie winks.. "now, let the tee be off for a while, let the boobs breath" he giggles"Open the door, and the. Ray stopped listening with his ear against the door and silently walked away. He went to his bedroom to deal with his erection. They lay on the bed together for a few minutes petting each other, enjoying the intimacy. "Let's get you dressed," Amanda said, getting up from the bed. Hina loved the fact that she was wearing her old clothes. The bottom of Hina's ass peeked out from under the cutoff jeans, the sports bra was a good fit, but the shirt was too big. Amanda buttoned it half way down. I, on the other hand, was very sexually interested in her. Though she was not Playboy material by any means, she was attractive in her own way. Sure, she could've stood to lose fifteen or twenty pounds, but her breasts were huge and her legs, though chunky, were nicely shaped. She was also a married woman, forbidden fruit, and that, in and of itself, is a powerful attracter. I thought about her a lot, usually when I was in my room at night rubbing my hand up and down my cock. She gave the.