I draped and covered Cindy appropriately, made sure she felt safe and kept both our dignities in tact. However, as I kept working her inner thighs, I ...ould hear her began to breathe deeper, it didn’t take much to suspect that in her relaxed and comfortable state, she was also getting somewhat aroused. After a few more minutes of massaging her thighs, her breathing was now very obvious. With each pass over her back legs, Cindy would ever so slightly raise her bum up, indicating her pleasure, if. When my glass was almost empty she reached over me and picked it up and went to get me a refill. One of the guys asked me how come I rated the personal attention and I surprised myself by being able to joke about it."After the train wreck it took her over a year to talk me into coming out of the house. I think she is standing by to tackle me if I try to run home."When Diana came back she leaned over me to put the drink on the table and I felt her tits press into my back. It might have just been. Irene and I had known each other since school and she was always a wild c***d, but I sort of knew she was my wild c***d. She had a bit of a reputation and when I started going out with her I found it to be well justified. She was definitely not a virgin, she loved cock and sucked it enthusiastically. I found out later that she was adopted and putting two and two together, had lost her cherry to her adoptive father when she was about twelve. I, of course was similarly corrupt so we made a good. “Where have you been all day?”I was at Ralph’s a while, then we went skate boarding. We did some other stuff and I’m home.” I said shrugging my shoulders.“I made a crock pot of clam chowder. It’s almost ready so just grab a bowl and have dinner, I probably won’t be home till twelve tomorrow, I have to pull a double shift. Will you be all right? I could get a sitter.”“Nah, I’ll be fine. If I have an emergency I can always go to Mr. Benson’s he’s a cool guy.”“You know Mr. Benson?”“Sure I know him.