Naked. We talk about the weather, politics, gun control, books, movies. William shares his bacon cheeseburger with me, I share my shrimp with him. I a...cidently spill cocktail sauce on my breast. William is forced to clean it up with his tongue, poor guy. It was after midnight by the time we finish eating and cleaning up the bed (fortunately there were no spills and very few crumbs to brush off). William uses to the bathroom while I climb into bed, curl up and pull the sheet up to my chin. I. “After our little episode in my bedroom earlier I need one,” she quickly replied. “Did our episode make you feel horny then?” I smiled. “Certainly not!” she answered, “I mean I need to get relaxed and get the thoughts of earlier out of my head.” She told me that I would need to go to my room again while Chris worked his magic on her and texted him back with her approval for the massage. We ate our pizza and Chris arrived some fifteen minutes later. She was still fully dressed and quickly. Girl on girl (nothing I ever wanted to really try, but damn it’s hot to watch!), BDSM, female masturbation. I click an old favorite and reach my hand back to my aching clit. I circle myself with painful slowness, aching to cum and if the mood strikes, start all over for round two. I pull my favorite dildo out and guide it to my entrance. Slowly, in rhythm with the two curvy, delicious women in the video, I start to pump. Then I see, out of the corner of my eye… “Jesus Christ, Jon! I had no. Things got different when we got into middle school. Our sisters were still brats, but not when me and Stan were hanging out. Stan and I, I mean.If Stan was over, Janey would appear out of nowhere and be all nice to us, arranging snacks. Likewise, over at Stan's, I came to like it when Cathy made sure my glass of soda was kept full. His sister, like mine, was getting cuter and getting boobs, and I liked it when she leaned down to give me my refilled glass.The weird thing was that after our.