If I took you down for a malt, there would be talk that neither of us would want." I know all that. I don't want to go out with you, especially tonigh.... My mother thinks that I'm babysitting. I just want you to hold me and kiss me." And a little more." Yes. A little more, I love how I feel when you pet me." Well," said Ted, "you'll love how you feel when I pet you right. If you don't, I'll stop." You can stop right here." Fine. I'm stopping. Can you find your own way out?" Ted!" You visited my. Dead silence.A few days passed and we were not talking to each other.. Then on a Sunday afternoon my wife’s father came to visit us… So we had to act normal as if nothing had happened. While doing so we were in kitchen sometimes helping each other to make lunch for all & we started talking a bit to each other by the evening. As my Father-in-law was about to leave my wife told me to insist him that he must stay for dinner… I was happy that at least my wife started talking to me and I managed to. Going back downstairs plonking down on the sofa.Fuck me this is hot! It was good when she was alone with robin but this is off the scale, I scan through the 3 pictures again before sending a message back, it says(Fuck me! Just had to have a wank! You have fun X)It's another hour before I receive more pictures, 5 in total, they're spaced roughly 10 minutes apart.The first is a selfie from beth, she is on all fours holding the phone out in front, her lips are pursed in a kiss, eyes full of lust,. “Seriously, what’s wrong with you? You can just stop doing “that” cause you ain’t getting any more ass from me little boy!!”I didn’t say one word.I increased my tempo and worked the inflated head of my cock as well. Tina was speechless and in short order she began to sweat … lightly at first, then in increasing rivers of perspiration. I was looking her in the eye, but I knew one on her small hands had found it’s way to her crotch.… she wasn’t wearing any panties.Tina’s heavy breathing soon.