’ Duh. I comply, and Chrissy deftly raises her hips and slips those lose pajama bottoms down her thighs. ‘I’m going to sit on your hand now�...stick your thumb up.’ Christ on a popsicle stick, what have I stumbled into? But I’m no dumbass. I do what she tells me. She eases her way down. so now, I’m not only going to hell for fingering a girl with her mother in the room, I’ve become a thumbfucker. Chrissy is giving me the full show. She’s got her head thrown back on the couch, and she’s. The last thing I did for him was dust my lower belly and cuntalarea with baby powder. I found myself reaching for cologne when I heardhis voice. He sounded upset. The last thing I needed now. As I reachedquickly for my robe I heard him yelling: "You dumb fuck. I want that camera set up at the foot of the bed. Thisisn't some lovely romantic film, asshole. I want that goddamn camera setup to get good close-ups at the right angle. Set it up at the end of thebed so it can catch my cock. What my eyes focused upon ripped my heart out of my chest. She was knelt between his legs on her knees, with a mouthful of him. My body kept me frozen in place. I couldn’t bear to watch her service this random like she had serviced me only hours before. I was in complete shock. A million things ran thru my mind all at once. I wanted to cry, laugh, scream out. Hell, I even thought about my nine in the closet. After what seemed to be an eternity I peeled myself from the glass unbeknownst to. It is so great to be talking to him again since he has been away for so long. If I stop to think about it he hasn’t been gone that long, three months is all, but we are so use to being right around the corner that it is unusual to be apart for too long. After talking to him for the past hour he hasn’t changed at all. He is still that sweet guy that I grew up with. I remember when we had that talk about how scared he was that he would change and I reassured him that you don’t have to change the.