He would begin to breathe harder the longer he climbed, and his legs would start to burn, but that made him all the more excited. Sometimes his manh...od would become hard and erected which made the climbing slightly more difficult, but Bran loved every second. He would have to wait until he was safe on top of the tower to truly pleasure himself and the suspense made him that much more excited. When he finally arrived at the top of the tower he would lay on the floor and let his hands. Thank you. What flavor would you say I am?" Somewhere between french vanilla and butter pecan — without the nuts, of course. I didn't know you could do that without being... you know... pregnant." Sure. You just have to have enough stimulation and it just happens. I've certainly had enough stimulation — so for me it's easy." You're amazing, you know that?" She picked up her head and looked into my eyes. I could smell milk on her breath. She hugged me tight. "I just want to stay right here all. But in an oh so nice way!All the while my fingers trace those gorgeous legs I feel the back of my hand touching your peticote as it slides up your skirt... this is madness... so many people around... but no need to worry they're all engrossed in their own little worlds, anywy I'm only touching her leg so what the hell!You're finding my touches exciting... you want more & slide further down in your seat so I can caress higher, up to your thigh. I'm savouring every glorious moment... this is. ”“That’s not what it sounded like from over here.”Whoops! Perhaps I hadn’t been as quiet as I’d thought.I giggled. “Oh God, I was trying to be quiet.”“I could hear this squish, squish, squish noise. I couldn’t work out what it was at first, then suddenly I realised. And that was really what got me hard; listening to you, like, doing it.”Wow, that was hot. “So are you hard now?” I asked.“Yeah, like a rock. And getting harder.”I leant over and turned on the light over my bed.“Let me see.”Matt.