That fruit may have ended in some very strange places. By now her slow walk across the room had reached James’s chair. Her mind screamed, "for fuck�...�s sake acknowledge I’m here," but for a moment he ignored her. Then, as one, and without a word, they moved together. He shuffled forward to the edge of the chair, she came down to sit on his lap, placing one leg either side of him and resting her body against his. Almost instinctively he tensed his muscles to keep them upright as their torsos. They then squirted some chocolate syrup into the thick, creamy, cum laced mixture, added as little additional milk as possible, then stirred the three fluids up with a spoon. Realizing that they needed to offer their mother a chocolate drink, too, they took Larrys glass that was still coated with some of his cum, put chocolate syrup and milk into it and stirred it up. When they were through, one side of the lip of the glass was still coated with Larrys cum. Jerry picked up the glass containing. 20pm we arrived to her house. Walking in, I visualized the layout of her room. It was small room which was very neat with everything in place in the compact space around her double bed. The utensils were neatly arranged to one of the corners of the house. Beside the utensils there were two stoves for cooking.“Where is Dan?” I asked her.“Today he is going to have a night over with Emily’s children, “she said. Emily was her older sister.We had started talking about things when we had a knock at. "Mel." "Hm," I reply, not able to look away."You're fucking sexy," he says. I am speechless. I can't do this. I can't fuck him. I can't. He's my best friend's boyfriend. Yet I can't look away, I can't get the hell out of the shower. "Mel, I know you want this," he says huskily. "Let me get a piece of your sexy ass."I don't reply, nor do I move. His hands grab my wrist and brings my hand to his cock. He wraps my fingers around his hard throbbing cock and begins to thrust his hips back and forth..