As soon as the waves of pleasure subsided, she lifted herself off of Steve and his still hard penis slid out of her. ‘You still didn’t cum?’ Kar...n asked. Steve fell back on the bed and put both hands over his face. ‘Fuuck…I just can’t..I don’t know what’s wrong.’ Karen felt sorry for her friend. ‘Don’t worry, honey, I have one more thing I can try.’ Karen got up and started fumbling through her suitcase. Steve was lying on his bed, his dick was throbbing between his legs. It was so hard it. I welcomed the opportunity to get further absorbed into the moment.I closed my eyes. The image of the bathroom materialized in my mind. My mother was in front of me humping her fingers fervently and crying pathetically like a slave being tortured by her own impending orgasm. She was clearly near to cresting into a world-shaking climax. It was going to be a mess."Fuck me please" I heard her plead through the wall. My cock lurched and tensed.I was a bit startled by the feeling of my sheets being. “Please what?” you respond firmly. I’m helpless to resist the power play right now. I need you to finish me, but I don’t mind in the slightest obliging your move because your control is intoxicating. You reach up and grab hold of my left breast, cupping first, then squeezing, then finally rolling my hard nipple between your thumb and palm while your fingers remain dug into the soft flesh.I can’t help but throw my head back and moan loud. I reflexively try to buck my hips and thrust my pussy. Now Charlie was thinking she might actually do it. "Of course not..." she protested, "I meant if it accidentally happened." Sandy hesitated. Yes, she admitted to herself, she was really considering it. "But if ... if it did happen, what would you think? I mean, if it happened tomorrow, with all three of you here, how would you feel about it?"Charlie hoped he had guessed what Sandy was thinking. "Uh ... Oh, I'd be okay with it," he said. "You think it might happen?" Are you kidding? I'm.