Carla lets him rub.He reaches over and puts her hand in his lap, on his hard dick.Carla gasps.George says, "It’s okay."George has a grip on her wris..., moving her hand around over his PJs, rubbing his dick, using her hand.George asks, "You never did this?"Carla answers, "No."George moves her hand under his PJs now. Skin on skin contact, her hand on his dick under his PJs.George says, "Wrap around it."She wraps her hand around it. George lets out a sigh of relief. It feels so good to him.He. In fact he’ll have to get violent with me to stop me. If he does that, then, it will be his fault.“I guess you’re right. Yes you make a good case. So do it, and I promise to cooperate,” she said.“Yes, you’ll need to,” he said. “In fact you more than anyone, the way I see things.”****I sat at the bar. My work was done. I start early and end early. I looked at the clock. It was a quarter past noon. The guy was kinda watching me, but not watching me, and I know that makes no sense. But, it’s what. “I’m more than okay with it,” I said, “I’ve been wanting to get in her panties for a long time.”Just then mom entered the den carrying a big glass of wine. She seemed already a little tipsy, which I could tell was an act for their benefit.“Are we ready to get this party started?” She asked as she made her way to the couch and plopped down between Rick and Bruce.She eyed the vaporizer Bruce was now holding.“It’s been quite a while since I smoked any weed,” she said, “and it always makes me feel. ” she growled. “Oh, James ... oh James!” Then it was faster and faster until it sounded like a train making sexy noises of, “Oh Jamesohjamesohjamesohjames ...” I kept describing to her that I pressed my fingers along one side of her clit and moved my hand rapidly back and forth. The pleasure mounted ... her sounds or moans and small screams said it all. “I clutched one of your tits and dug my fingernails into your flesh.” “Yessssssssss. James, oh James. I clutched my tits as you were.