I brought it up at bedtime that night. “Um, Sue, come sit a minute. I’ve known Steve since we were kids. He had a well-deserved reputation for sed...cing and using girls just for momentary pleasure. If you wonder why any girl would go out with him once she knew that, consider that they all knew him as Dick---big Dick. I showered with him and the others in our swim classes and his cock either impressed or scared us all. You got a clear idea of his size at the pool and he will flaunt that whenever. It wasn’t an uncommon request. Being groped by strange men wasn’t exactly a turn on for me, but I didn’t mind it in this scenario and it usually helped them finish faster. Plus, not to toot my own horn, but I have a great rack. I kneeled down in front of the hole and put my chest about a foot away from it so his hand could come through and feel my breasts right away.A strong, calloused hand came through the hole, like that of a construction worker. It reminded me of my step-dad, who actually. She had adjusted in her sleep and now her ass was rubbing against my crotch. The feel of her soft, firm ass against my cock was too much. I started getting a hard on. It was really uncomfortable because I didn’t want her to wake up and get a bad opinion of me. But there was really nothing much I could do. I tried my best to move my hard cock as far away from her as possible but I just couldn’t after a point of time.Just when I thought things couldn’t get any more awkward, she reached her hand. Nor did I appear to be a hobby hunter who killed for pleasure. So, according to Her, I had obviously lied. This, it seemed was fine by Her as my lie was probably only said to maintain my own privacy. And privacy was something She respected. I in turn asked Her if She was usually in a habit of walking up to gun toting strangers and calling them liars. She said She wasn’t but had made an exception in my case. I couldn’t help but smile at this. She said there was something about my voice that.