I rolled onto my front and slid my hand down the front of my pants. I had just freshly shaved my pussy last night and it felt so smooth. I let my fing...rs touch my lips. I liked to touch myself and I pushed my hips down harder on my hand. I could feel my middle finger getting wet as I pushed it back and forward. I pulled my hand out of my pants and rolled off the bed. Jess was going to be here soon and I really needed to get changed. I decided that I would play with myself in the bath as soon as. Looking at Carmen and then over towards me, I simply nodded an agreement and Ron moved over to the couch and sat next to Carmen. I watched as she rose up to her knees and in towards Ron, "Oh baby" she said "You've got such a lovely fuckin' cock" she added "I wanna suck on your fuckin' cock" she went on. "Feel your fuckin' cock fuckin' me" as she inched up to Ron and started to passionately kiss him. I watched as Carmen covered his lips, cheeks and neck with her kisses; twisting around in front. If he uses it as an excuse, then at some level, perhaps unconscious, his thoughts are wandering in that direction. Or, perhaps, what I see as "an excuse" might just be his embarrassment at having to admit that a seventeen-year-old was sexually frustrating him. So I never question him when he asks. Even if he thinks he is taking advantage of me, I know that I am satisfying a need and re-enforcing his ability to resist.Sometimes he just wants to talk about a particular girl and have me turn it. ’ ‘What’s the product?’ ‘Bras with colored metallic inserts.’ Tom rolled about laughing. ‘Mr Biscoe!’ ‘Call me Tom. God you women are so funny but I quickly apologize for saying that. It’s what is called not being PC isn’t it?’ ‘Very much so.’ ‘Give me her letter and pass me that felt pen.’ Tom scrawled over the letter, ‘Come in here carrying one of those cute bras and I’ll show you what to do to sell millions. XXX Tom’. ‘Here you go Melissa, pop it into the mail and sit back and wait.’ ‘I.