"Steve!" I complained."I've seen you go to the bathroom before," he said grinning."I have to go Number Two," I lied, feeling my face flush.His grin wi...ened. "I've seen you do that also," he reminded me.Now my face really reddened. "No!" I said sternly, pushing him back into the bedroom. "Not tonight!"Before he could recover I closed the door and pushed in the lock. Alone, there was no stopping my grin. I had to admit that I certainly needed a massage. I also needed to admit that yes, I could. " I said."Come here!" she ordered while reaching out to grab my shirt. She pulled me in and kissed me. I didn't know what to do. I just stood there and let her kiss me. Then she made a huge leap. She put her husband's mistresses panties over her hand and reached into my pants and started rubbing my cock."Does he like that? That slut's dirty panties stroking your cock?" she asked."I guess. It does feel good, but from your hand." I said.Sarah got on her knees and opened my fly, reached in and. " What could I say about that? I was fifteen and she was fourteen. At that age you had no say at all in your destiny."Anyway." Len laughed. "It made sure that I never got to sweet sixteen and never been kissed." Len went off to make coffee, and I made myself comfortable. As she was doing her bit in the kitchen I called out to her."I have thought of a routine for you." Her head came round the door."Have you?" She sounded doubtful."Yes. You just dance, but you don't have to strip. The wind will. Talking music and drums I imagine. I look at her, enjoying her figure, as she moves from foot to foot and participates in the discussion. Do they know what she isn’t wearing I wonder? Moving further around the room I place myself in her line of sight so that I catch her eye. Smiling I deliberately let my eyes rove over her body. She smiles and moves slightly so that I am more front on, still talking she turns slightly and shows me her silhouette. Lovely figure, nice breasts and butt she knows.
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