Can I come back later tonight?" Yes." I won't try to stay too late," I said, worried that she might suspect my motives for wanting to be there.Her han...s came to that swollen belly. "I've let you stay before, Bob."I took her hand. "We'll get through this," I said. "This doesn't have to be a bad thing." I never thought it was," she said. "Tough ... yes. Trying ... yes. Great for my future ... no. But I've never thought of it as a bad thing." Good," I sighed. "I'm getting really excited, and I'm. I can’t take the chance of ruining my relationship with Sophie through a – a misunderstanding on this scale.”Susie thought for a minute.“I’ll go and talk to her in her room now. Go and have a shower – you look hot and sweaty! Neither of us will want to get close to you when you’re like that.”And with that, she abruptly left me sitting at the kitchen table and went upstairs.*The next twenty minutes were some of the longest in my life. After Susie’s footsteps had ceased, I followed her upstairs,. "Your cock has been up my ass, as dirty as I feel I’m not going to suck it until I clean it.” She gets her hands all soapy then starts to clean his shaft and balls. She peels back his foreskin and cleans behind head.Splashes of water land on her hair as she looks at his now clean cock. She leans in and starts to lick and kiss his tip. Her soft wet lips on his sensitive cock head. Her tongue is warm and soft as she uses it to pleasure him. Slow and deep she takes him in to the back of her. "Oh, okay," I absently said, staring into Mary's eyes. I felt something warm on my hand and realized I was rubbing Mary's beautiful thigh. Her jean skirt was so short, so inviting. This was just like when I talked to Mary on the phone. I couldn't believe that I started masturbating. "I'm sure Mary and I will find something pleasant to do." Why did I say that. I needed to take a cold shower. I needed to get out of this itchy housecoat and show Mary my body."I'm sure we will, Sandy," Mary said.