Our last encounter was the most intense of all. You rubbed my bottom while we kissed and your hand moved between my legs. I couldn't help but grind ag...inst your hand. I didn't know what my body was racing towards at this point. The tingling was becoming almost unbearable. I couldn't hold still. These feelings scared me and I pulled your hand away. You didn't press me to let you continue and snuggled me into your chest. I could tell there was something missing... something my body needed. But, I. "In fact, if we weren't married and if you weren't my best guy friend, I'd have to have sex with you right now, I'm that turned on!" she said.As we talked, we continued to drink our wine. Jill kept shifting her body and her hips, rubbing her legs back and forth. At first, I thought maybe she was trying to get comfortable or keep warm, but now began to suspect that she was trying to rub the cum around her crotch and maybe even stimulate her clit herself. My erection was now full and I kept a. . Pls take these to dining hall. My son is crying, I have to carry him.Me : Ok wait I’ll comeI went there in towel. I took the hot vessel in both my hand. I went to the dining hall. There was my sister standing with her baby in her hand. All of a sudden I dropped the hot vessel from my hand and un-tied my towel. Some of the hot liquid splashed on my thighs ( not really hot ) and I did not cover my dick.I pretended to be in pain. Suddenly my sister came and started looking for the injury. But. "I could take care of the problem myself?" She repeated in shock and amazement. "Where in the world did an idea like that come from?"Stepping out of the shower and back into the bedroom, Elizabeth dried herself in front of the full length mirror. Try as she may, that haunting thought wouldn't go away. Deep down she knew where it had come from. The image of her naked son and his hard cock on the sofa this morning was still vivid in her mind. The excitement of listening to him getting sucked off.