A month ago we had masturbated each other off – see previous blog post – but I guess she was surprised.She says “Oh my God, what are you doing?�...� and I said “You turned me on being so close together in your bedroom and walking around in those shorts”I moved my hand further up inside her shorts and squeezed her ass.“Come down” I said. She said” ****** is in her room” I said “I know, but she didn’t come out the whole time I have been here, she’s asleep”She got down of the stepladder and stood in. ” “Right” said John as he ogled Simi’s body appreciatively, his own erection quite clear through his shorts “let’s check your reactions, just lay still.” Simi felt so deliciously exposed which turned her on even more. Despite his reasonably muscular look John was so gentle with her as you would expect a first aider or medic to be. He smiled seductively as he caressed Simi’s nipples with his thumbs, Simi gasped, “surely that isn’t in the first aid manual,” she thought to herself. He then gently. The audience roared as I threw my head from side to side to shake out my curls. After that we jerked, twerked and ground our hips to the beat of the Move It! song from Madagascar. While there were plenty of dry eyes in the house at the end of our act, there certainly wasn't a dry cock, well not a straight one at least. I really wanted to make it to the next round. And the only way to make that happen was to help my stage sisters part these men (and a few women) from their cash. I spread my. Why don't you pour us some coffee while I cook the eggs." I poured each of us a cup and sat down at the table. I watched her as she finished the bacon and started the eggs. She looked so beautiful standing there in a light blue robe. I could just make out her panties as they clung tight to her body. It didn't look like she was wearing a bra. My cock stirred as I looked at her and recalled the events of last night. My mother touched and held my erect cock for the first time. I felt like we.