So here I am, playing with myself like a little fourteen-year-old boy. All for you kid.Once again my hand glides up and down my soapy shaft. Watch me ...s it grows before your eyes. I wonder, does it excite you to watch me? I want you to watch me make myself cum. I want you to see what you do to me. I fantasize that you are in the shower with me, and that it is YOUR hand fucking me. I think about your tight body and how I’d give anything to feel it pressed tight up against me. Let me play with. “As much as I’d like to keep on with this conversation, I do need to get going. I have a shift in the morning and as a landscaper, I’m going to need my rest,” Jason said, standing up and stretching.“Did you need a lift home, Jay?” Liz asked.“No need to trouble yourself, Liz. My apartment building isn’t far from here and I can catch a nearby bus to get there. Though, I need my gear from your car,” he stated.Nodding, Liz went with him outside so he could grab his pack. Once he had retrieved it,. How much I swallowed I will never know. She really made the boat rock on its mooring, and also some of the others I expect. Who cares?When the climax subsided I worked my way, kissing up her body paying special attention to those lovely breasts. Wiping my face in the discarded nightshirt we continued kissing and stoking and I moved between her outstretched legs and sliding my erect penis up and down between her labia majors, spending some time trying to poke her clitty into the end of my knob.. You don’t want me to, do you?” I shook my head vigorously. “Then I won’t, but you have to promise not to tell that I saw you, either, okay? You won’t tell on me, will you?”Again I shook my head, relief flooding me. Katie stood there looking at us for a few minutes, and then it was like she made up her mind about something.“Would you two like it if I showed you how to do some of that stuff better?”Christy and I looked at each other, and then we slowly nodded, both of us. Katie stood there.