" She whispered. "Lie down."I couldn't think, I just lay down and let her hold my legs open. She locked her crotch against my own, my pink panties on ...er black, and started grinding her hips. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as raw pleasure numbed my mind. Feeling her pussy grinding on my own, blocked out anything that wasn't us. My arousal skyrocketed when she pulled my shirt up, exposing my breasts to her lustful eyes as she ground on me. The pleasure became more focused, more intense,. Colorado has a global water crisis, so you’re supposed to turn it off when you soap up.”“Accidents can happen, even at a Rainbow Convention,” I warned them, “especially if you’re soapy.”“We’ll be careful,” agreed Alison, then having another thought “Or maybe the guys hog our pillows and we have to wrestle them back. It would be nonsexist, us having accidents.”Babcock says that public service improves our image. “If my caseload allows. I might be available as a community volunteer to help. “Oh, my! Push it in further Tom!”As we lay in that position Barbara reached for my hand and drew it to her lips, kissing it softly before moving it onto her breast, where she held it, as at the same time by voluntarily contracting her inner muscles she slowly massaged my erection. After a few more minutes of this I could hear her breathing changing and she whispered:“I’m nearly there, Honey! When you feel it you can let go; my monthly time has just finished so I can’t get pregnant. You can move. One of the guys helped me get Mom into the car and told me to drive carefully…that I didn’t need to get pulled over. The whole time he helped Mom into the car he held onto one of her breasts tightly and his other hand was finger fucking her wet pussy. Hell, I didn’t care what he did to her, after all she was drunk, I had money, and he did get her into the car.At home I had a hard time getting her into the house, but eventually I did it. I couldn’t get her up the stairs to her bedroom so I.