But her waistband was too tight for her to easily get her hand under it, so she reached lower and lifted the hem of her skirt up to expose her bare up...er thighs and pink panties. As her hand slid over the cotton fabric and down over the edge of her pubic bone, her buttocks tightened and pushed her pussy up to meet her fingers. Amy's lips puckered and a long, slow breath escaped from them. "Ohhh," she breathed. Amy could feel the warm moisture beginning to seep through her panties. The feelings. He said he had seen everything, and that he’d hadto jack off looking at her while we fucked. He told methis had been the hottest thing he’d ever seen in hisentire life. After a while he went home and I knew hewould probably jack off again, thinking about her.Then I started thinking back on events of the evening.Cindy sure had loved what we just did. In fact, thatwas kind of odd. Not odd that would enjoy sex, becauseshe always does. But odd that she would get into it somuch as drunk. He had been out-of-his-mind drunk that night, and so he wasn’t at all certain how it had happened, but surely he must have started it. She was never to know that night was Jamie’s all time favourite memory, and his biggest regret. He had always been certain that his outburst of not-so-platonic feelings was to blame for her disappearing act three days before the funeral. ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ ‘Shit. I can’t believe she called me that. That’s like the worst thing she could have said to me. Like ever.’. You can see my hand here pulling her legs up to get an even better view :)After taking these pictures I wanted to involve Rose a bit more, she was still sitting on the side of the other half of the bed, looking very interested to what was happening.I stood behind her and began massaging her shoulders and gave her a few kisses in her neck after which I moved to her left and took her hand to place it on my cock, and she kept playing with my hardon for a minute. When she pulled back her hand after.