. . even?” she offers looking up at me. As I struggle to get my brain back on track I realize I should be careful just in case she suddenly gets col... feet. . . . or cold ass, or cold anything else. . .. and runs away.“Yeah. . . I think we are,” I reply calmly. I let go of my erection and relax my stance a bit. “It's great that you're nude,” I tell her.Sandy carefully places her hands on her thighs as if she misses her pockets and inhales slowly. “Well. . . . last night. . . after I jerked you. Britney, desperate to escape and make a name for herself, was offered the usual route out - sucking and fucking her way to the big city. The first man to make such an offer, shortly after the would-be starlet's tenth birthday, was a portly Texan gentleman who told the girl he could make her dreams come true, if she would only wrap those pretty pink lips around his stubby middle-aged prick. Young Britney, keen to make a good impression, sank to her knees with a grateful smile and proceeded to. As I laid there watching her I began to get aroused and quickly covered her up with a blanket and headed off to my room. As I lay in bed that night I could not help but think about this beautiful women laying on my couch, I had to relieve myself. I pulled out my cock and began to slowly stroke myself to the image of her bouncing up and down on my hard cock. It did not take long for me to cum that night. After words I drifted off to sleep and had wonderful dreams.The next morning I awoke to. "Why does that make me worry?" I asked.It was the first glimpse of a smile from Theresa, since we arrived home. I stopped, acting like I was arranging the crutch under my shoulder."Jessica, go take that in. Please," I said.Jessica gave me a sour look, but went inside. I turned to Theresa."You still can take me someplace else. I can see this makes you very uncomfortable."She frowned, and then said, "I didn't really understand how it would make me feel ... you know..." Having a man in the house?".