I need to talk. Can I come over?’ ‘Of course. Are you OK?’ ‘No. I mean, I am, but not really. I just … I’ll be there in a few minutes.’ ...��OK. I’ll see you then.’ Now I was worried. My head spun with disastrous thoughts. I tried to reason my way past them, mostly by clutching at semantic straws. She said ‘I’ need to talk, not ‘we’. Then again, that might just mean she didn’t intend to let me talk. She was just going to say what she needed to say, and then walk away. At least she was in a hurry,. I throbbed back."Oh my God, oh my God," she gasped. "I've been waking up with dreams of touching a stiff cock, but this is way better than my dreams." She alternately squeezed my shaft and stroked up and down. Damn, she knew how to handle a guy. I throbbed again, and she moaned. She continued, "It's been a long time since I've had a stiff cock to play with." Mmm", she said, "Lay down here on the floor." I did as asked, then she went to my feet and slowly took off my shoes, one at a time,. ” The younger man spoke. “You promised you wouldn’t do this again, you promised you wouldn’t come here again and take advantage.”“You don’t understand, how could I resist when a woman is stretched out on one of the pews showing her sex to me.” The older man said desperate to make his friend understand. “She is cute, but we promised we wouldn’t take advantage of the women that came into the church. We said that was over and we would only be together like this ourselves. This is our secret. Normally, this would be bad enough, but he had came at the same time and it was flying in one direction- towards my mum. It landed on the bottom of her leg/ top of her foot and she just gasped and mumbled sorry as she walked out the room.We all threw clothes on and panicked- what was she going to do?!We sat awake for a few hours, before calling it a night and trying to get some sleep. Dave, Brandon and Mason were all asleep on the floor in sleeping bags, whilst I had the bed. It was my house.