”Talia was rocking now, pressing back, and she could feel his erection beneath her, full on and pressing against her as she rocked back and forth ag...inst his hand, moaning a little, groaning as his thumb slid inside to the knuckle, stretching her. It was nasty, and hot, and she didn’t care at the moment. He was pushing her again, and she was bucking like a slut on command. Back she pushed until she could feel his hand pressing against her, his thumb and fingers buried inside of her, squeezing. The first few centimeters are easy but when you get to the point where your pants do the bowl you need your second hand. Mum seemed to see my problem and stopped her massage along my shaft. Instead she stepped onto my balls with light violence which made me do some “ah” sound but less from pain and more from the surprise. So the cotton was straightened and I could go on. I opened the zipper really slow for I didn’t want it to make that zipper sound. Although I had some idea of what was going to. She'd tried her best to do her makeup and dress like a Wren butshe still looked like a 'scranbag'; not that it mattered, in the steamfilled, greasy kitchen. Her hair was matted and her makeup ran as shesweated over breakfast.Michele, Polly and Mary shaved and took their time applying makeup,pulling on and brushing their wigs and dressing in their Wrens uniforms."Ok girls; let's get breakfast. Try not to upset Spike or get the otherLeading Recruits offside," Michele said fluffing around her. We pulled away, both realizing what a fine line we walked. Could we just have sex, and not fall in completely? He slid one hand over my hair and down my back. He wove his fingers down through mine. He felt right there, next to me. I led him by our interlocked fingers to my couch and sat down. I patted the seat next to me. He sat down, a reasonable distance away. I wanted to straddle his lap,and dive in to his mouth with mine. No, I sat there, all sweet, and behaved myself. I still held his.