I knew the blanket was covering our actions so I slid my left hand onto her side. Moving up her shirt, nearly to her breasts. I felt the edge of her b...a. It was lacy. Tristian stood up and said he was going to bed. We wished him goodnight.I was at once relieved and scared. With him there we had only so far to go, now how far would it go? We didn't speak. We just sat almost frozen. She looked up, nervously into my eyes. She smiled and licked her lips as she often did. Her pink tongue excited me.. Once I recovered from his ejaculation, I lay on my back, sweating. It was almost as intense as when I used to fuck my ex. One morning when Mike was at work, Megan told me she was really enjoying our life together. "I love the idea that while we fuck, you masturbate. Knowing that you are next door pleasuring yourself to the sounds of our sex, actually turns me on and makes me enjoy fucking Mike more. I feel like an exhibitionist even though you are not in the room. In fact I am an exhibitionist. We have taken care of ourselves before against gangs who wanted to steal what we had. We have never lost yet, and I don't think that we will against your old crew. It would help, though, if you would tell me everything you know about them, their weapons, an how they fight. Tell me everything that you can remember, even if you don't think that it is important." Okay, Joe, but is it all right for me to eat while I talk? I am awfully hungry." Of course, Angie. In fact, you can wait until you. She was facing away from the door so she couldn't see. But she knew. Noah moved around to the side his mother faced and sat down on the bed, facing her. Angela pretended to be asleep. Her eyes were closed, but her mind was open. She heard her son whisper. "I love you, mom." She breathed normally, keeping up her ruse. She didn't know what she would do if she opened her eyes, if her let her son knew she was awake. She felt Noah's hand brushing away a few strands of hair from her face, and then.