I felt your hard-on, the entire night. I even pretended to be sleeping, when I woke up to you pleasuring & relieving yourself. You were killing me�...the feel of your hands, softly caressing and arousing my entire being as you explored my body, even licking, nibbling and sucking my tits....sucking so intense, as if you were nursing and draining milk out of my nipples. Sensations…oh my god…you sent electrical jolts of pleasure running right through the core of my being…only serving to fuel my. “Thank you Mom, for the use of your wedding rings,” she muttered placing Ben’s rings back on her finger. She moved her leg and tapped her long fingernails to the beat of the rock music. Of the four men, the one she noticed the most stood and approached her.“I hate seeing such a beautiful looking woman sitting all by herself. Would you like to dance?”“Where have I heard that pick up line before?” she asked, smiling at him. “I’d love to dance.”She felt his hand to the small of her back as he. ‘Yeeeeeeessssss!’ She had that feeling you get when you rub yourself. ‘Wow,’ she said. ‘It feels much better when you are touching me, even it’s only washing my hair.’ ‘Look what you’ve done to my willie,’ I said and turned my hips from side to side, brushing my hard pecker against her buttocks. ‘I wanna try something,’ she said and grabbed the showerhead from me. She quickly rinsed her hair and put it back on pulsating, putting her hand under my hard willie and directing the flow of the shower. I was resigned that Brandon did not share my fantasy. My cock was rock hard and poking straight up creating a tent in the covers. I rolled onto my side facing Brandon and decided to wait for him to fall asleep so I could quietly beat-off in the sheets.Brandon’s breathing seemed to grow steady after about fifteen minutes. I feigned stretching and reached out touching him with my right hand, letting it rest on the small of his back. If he woke up, I would just pretend to be sleeping..