I know what he wants, and I want it, too. I’m scared of how much I want it.His skin is hot against my palm. Is he really this hard just because of m...?I want to believe it is.I choose to believe it is.He bites his lips, closing his eyes as his hips move slowly in time with my strokes. Then his fingers press to my lips, and I realize it’s the same hand that had been touching me.I part my lips, and tentatively take the thumb between my teeth as my tongue runs along it. He groans, and the sound is. Dont leave her, just stay. I promise Ill call you back. Phillip went into the bathroom and stuck his head under the cold, running water at the sink, trying to shock himself into calming down. He wasnt going to be any good to Nora if he couldnt control himself. He made sure she was still asleep, and went into the kitchen. He remembered something his grandmother used to say about idle hands, and he needed to be doing something, anything, to help her. After a couple of hours, Phillip was satisfied. . for us... me, I'm always hard... like twenty times a day." You are not. That's impossible. Anyway it's different for a girl." Do you masturbate?" BOBBY," she squealed but he could see she was enjoying the conversation as much as he. "Yes," she finally whispered."Me too! All the time." What do you do... I mean do you use something? Where do you do it? Do you look at dirty pictures or something?" the words, fueled by her great curiosity, gushed uncensored from her mouth."Would you like to. I love kissing your nipples and suckling you to taste your milk, but as soon as you pull me away and get me between your legs, I am all about you.”“Paul, my tits love it when you do that too, but my pussy really loves your cock. It and I love you sliding in and out and feeling you hitting my button as you do it. Now I know why you whimpered the other night when I pulled you off of my nipple.”“Yeah, I was really feeling comfy and loved. Don’t get me wrong, sliding into each of you and shooting.