"ID? Sure. Take a moment."Iron Mike handed her a badge with a neckstrap. Traci put it over herhead. "There. Bandersnatch photo ID." She held it up for...Kinny to see."Me. Happy?" Sure, um. Oh. The robot is wearing a Bandersnatch ball cap. I supposethat counts as ID. Come in. Not sure what you can do in this house.It's not mine; it's my mom's. Um. My console is upstairs. Here's myphone." He handed the phone to Traci, noticed that she had big boobs.He stepped aside.Traci plugged the phone into a. He let them develop and placed them on the coffee table. He and I looked at the photos and he asked me which was my favorite and I told them it was one of me lying on his couch with my cock pointing straight up while I masturbated. He said , "That's a good one." As he and I sat next to each other, me still being naked. I realized that he put his hand on my thigh Since I was used to having him touch my bare skin below my basketball shorts and having him see me completely naked in the shower room. It became like a game between us, erotic games that take advantage of every opportunity to go crazy with it subtle touches and playful allusions.It was a Saturday night and we enjoy a tasty dinner in a live music club. While we enjoy the concert of jazz, delicious food and each other's company, I began to think of what will happen between us when we get home. Suddenly crazy thoughts started flying through my mind. I slipped my hand under the table and started rubbing her penis through his. My first was when I was 16. Not someone you'd know. I'd say 5. No, six. There was Tom Porter's Mom." You fucked Tom Porter's MOM? How was that?" It was great for an inexperienced kid, but really, I much prefer a tight younger body at my age. But she appreciated that I could cum more than once quickly." Damn, you've done it all." Just lucky. And having an open mind."We heard stirring from the bedroom. And someone walking to the bathroom."Don't think about it studs. I just need to pee and wash.