Things moved quicker. The pictures became more frequent and adventurous as more and more body was exposed. The chats and texts also became more freque...t and daring with tales of what they both wanted to do to each other until the night he rang her after his wife had gone to bed. He was thrilled to hear her voice at last as they chatted and his hand strayed to below his waist as the chat got sexier so he got more turned on as she reacted to his suggestions until the pleasure for both of them was. Big brother instinctively stepped in. “What are you doing in my room?” I grunted at her. Forgetting the fact that she had given me a foot job last night, she was in my room. (what a teenage punk I was) “I just had to do something” she retorted. “well do it and get out”. She stood up and bolted toward the door, grabbing my towel on the way by. I turned to chase her to get my towel back. I guess I could have just closed the door and got dressed but she had thrown the gauntlet.I chased her the. I saw your eyes widen in surprise, a full grin breaking out across your face. That was all the encouragement you needed. I gasped as one long finger reached the bottom of my pulsing slit, gently teasing the wetness that had been gathering there since we’d reached the shore. So slowly it should be criminal, I felt as your finger buried itself in my soaking hole and dragged the juices up, stopping right at my throbbing clit. You massaged the tiny button, teasing gently and ignoring my gasps to go. Fred enjoying the blow job says he’d like to take this a little farther and suggest we move to the bedroom. As we’re walking down the hall, he tells Tim that I an versatile but like to bottom, which puts a big smile on Tim’s face, and he tells me he’s also versatile. Fred is strictly a top. Looks like I’m in for a little bit of attention.Once we enter the bedroom, we immediately ditch the clothes. I head to the bathroom for a quick flush and prelube, I always bring my butt stuff when I go to.