Brian started to grind his hips rhythmically."Yes, Brian,” I said, “show me.”“Oh, Auntie!” It was his last coherent utterance before his bre...th was reduced to gasps and pants. The first spasm of his orgasm shot past the sink and I never found its target, the next three arching comets landed in or on the sink leaving champagne-colored tails across the alpine white porcelain. His cock continued, with coaxing, to pump the remainder of his burthen in a thick dribble that mortared the space between. Your hand meanwhile has found my cock through my jeans and has gripped the rigid shaft tightly, attempting to rub it through the shiny PVC. My cock is red hot, and your caresses spur me on. Your tiny dress is becoming soaking wet, and I move my hand underneath the edge, my fingers inching their way up your inner thigh. The skin there is as soft as your breasts, making me feel even hornier, and I instinctively jerk my hips into you. Ever so slowly I inch my fingers up your legs to the. My clit was throbbing as I stood there. Damn I was so hot, my legs felt weak and I was squeezing my thighs. I had to tell Jack we needed to sit down so I could cross my legs and just squeeze myself. I watched them for a few minutes until they walked hand in hand to the restroom. I was so curious I decided to follow them into the restroom hoping they’d start a conversation with me. I went into the rest room and the stalls to my surprise only came up part-way which allowed your head to remain. What was that town you said she was from?" Spearfish Lake, I think," McMullen said. He could see wheels turning in Harper's head."Spearfish Lake, Spearfish Lake," Harper said. "I know I've seen that name, somewhere recently. Let me think... some damn proposal that came through a week or two ago."That set McMullen to thinking, as well. "Something about a snake," he finally managed to contribute."Oh, yeah," Harper said, dragging it out slowly. "I think I remember." He flipped his intercom..