It would make me wetter and make my button get stuff. She would roll my button between her thumb and index finger until my hips began to bounce, I co...ld not control them. I’d be breathing heavy and then feel tenseness and a relief, I would get really wet. I knew I had an orgasm like Oma. One night Oma moved my hand to her privates. She had lots of hair down there; it was hard getting my finger through it all. She took my finger and put it on her button. She moved her hips and I would wiggle. Instead, she held out a hand.“I’ve been looking forward to having you over for ages.”“Thank you,” Bess said politely.She did notice that Betsy was wearing a very nice dress and was rather impressed with her choice of outfits. She had no clue what style of clothing Betsy normally wore. This was the first time that she had ever seen Betsy wearing clothes of any kind. To be honest, she had expected find a houseful of nudists after her experiences on the beach.Seeing that Bess wasn’t going to take. We broke off and I sat by his side again. He said"can I suck your willy?" I nodded and he lent over and grasped my cock. Hestarted by licking the pre-come from the tip before attempting to take thehead into his mouth. I had to say "Its very sensitive there, be careful ofyour teeth." Gradually he got more and more adventurous and I felt a jolt ofpleasure when he started to play with my freshly shaved balls. He evenstopped sucking my cock and licked and sucked my balls, copying what I haddone. I was planning on doing nothing that day, but sleep, eat, and have a quiet evening. I guess when you expect nothing to happen, that’s when you get pleasant surprises. I got a big one from my neighbor as he climbed into bed waking me just after 10am. ‘What are you doing home,’ I asked trying to wake, looking at the clock. He explained there had been a bad gas leak down the street from his building, everyone was evacuated and eventually sent home. He kissed my face and asked eagerly what ours.