I ran my finger over he tip of him, and he gasped. A small pearl of liquid squeezed out. I ran my finger over the wetness, around the tip. He groaned ...nd arched his hips. ‘Rach…please baby, move your hands.’ He said, gasping. I dropped him and put my hands in his lap. ‘What did I do wrong?’ I asked. ‘Oh, baby…no…I didn’t mean…’ He sighed and grabbed my hand, moving it up and down over him, ‘Like this…move your hands like this.’ With his strong hand over mine, he guided my palm up and down the. I think Dhruv was not asleep because as soon as I went back to sleep I felt something on my thigh. I was wearing very loose shorts and a sexy van Heusen underwear. I opened my eyes and realized that this was Dhruv’s water bottle on my lap. I adjusted a little and then Dhruv grabbed his bottle with was already on my crotch. He made an attempt to touch my dick.He picked the bottle and kept in the bag and turned towards me and went back to sleep again. Now his hands are free to pick any part of my. "Her response was to turn around and face me. There was silence for amoment and then her lips were seeking mine. We exchanged a leisurely kiss."It was, wasn't it?" she said softly. There was another pause. "Do youthink," she eventually said, her finger lightly tracing a line under thegentle but perceptible curve of my breast, "that we'd get into trouble ifwe did it again?" I don't know," I said quietly, my hand creeping down her body to reachbetween her legs, "but we could find out ..."By the. Actually, we can totally do that later. My step-dad should be coming home soon.” She paused, “I’d like to give you the same question about opportunity but also add in who your favorite lover is. Or at least what your favorite source of sex is.”Without a second’s hesitation, I said, “I’d definitely have sex with another woman, man, and dog again. But my favorite source is the human man. I’ve only ever had one man make love to me and after that’s no longer an option I believe I’ll stick with.