Before I could finish, Beth came into the bathroom. No reason to put her shirt on at this point I guess. "Sorry, but I think your sheets are ruined. "...Before I could reach over to flush the toilet, she managed to slide her butt onto the toilet, reaching up and running her finger along the slit in the end of my penis. She held it up to show me a drop of pee before wiping it on my thigh. When she saw I was about to complain, she lifted my penis up with her left hand while petting it with her. He had often felt girls looking through his clothes just to have a piece of him. But then those days were gone and he was snapped back to reality on his office desk.“Aman, would you stop day-dreaming and do some bloody work?”, shouted his boss.His boss Amrita Singh was a stern lady, another reason for Aman to hate his job. But you could understand her behavior, she was a self-made entrepreneur who had worked in her entire twenties to make a living for herself and had married a husband chosen by. Erica stroked me roughly and then rubbed me over her cheeks. I noticed she closed her eyes with the contact, so I focused on stroking and kneading her there too. Her hips rocked and gyrated, but her hand had stopped moving me around. I moved my hips, sliding through her hand slowly. She caught on and moved to push me down between her legs.I wasn't sure if she only wanted me under her or to try to enter her until she gave me a light push. I stepped back enough to only graze her with my crown.. "I think this is one threshold I don't want to cross. Not yet, at least, because I'm not his equal. Maybe I can cope with it when that day comes." That's an interesting point," Iris finally said.Both pondered it in silence for a while, until the silence was broken by the sounds of the four adults finally returning from their campfire. He couldn't quite hear what they were saying, since they were doing their best to remain as quiet, but he listened to the whispers, giggles and shuffling sounds.