I teasingly jerked him, feeling his dick pulsating between my fingers, knowing when he was about to cum, and stopping. I was "edging" my best friend b...fore anyone had put a name on it! The movie we were watching ended, and it was late. Dave went to go to sleep in one bedroom, but Mark came to MY room. 5'9", slim, tanned skin, and I had wanted him when I was 15 and he was 13. I sit on the bed and he is still standing, lights off. I nervously ask "Do you want to finish what we started?" He simply. I finished my dinner, washing dishes and when my son had finally left to go over to his dad… its not that I dont love him, its just that its a hassle having to deal with the darn kid, his dad should keep him all week and pass him to me Friday so that I could take him out Saturday and Sunday showing him how good of a person I am and that come Monday it would be his dad that would have to deal with him the rest of the week and that it would be him who would have to deal with all his childish crap. She proceeded to closely examine and touch every inch of my naked skin,top to bottom, completely ignoring my twitching little penis staringher right in the face. Her every touch made my horny, starved forattention body twitch and shake, and I had to master all my self-control not to moan like a whore as her latex-covered finders touched,pushed, probed, glided all over my skin, driving me mad with the light,sensual touch on all my private, naked, sensitive areas. Then shereached under the table. They hustled the lot of them into a garment bag, and as an after thought, Penny put in a chocolate brown scarf. ‘Very good, dear, sometimes the little details do make the outfit.’ Chris said, mimicking Marilyn almost perfectly. Penny’s eyes went wide, ‘whoa, that’s pretty cool.’ ‘Well it has its uses, darling. Some days a girl’s got to do what a girl’s got to do,’ Chris replied in the breathy voice of Lauren Bacall. ‘Damn, you should be on stage,’ Penny said. ‘Well I am an actor. Actress..