He wanted to just leave – upturn the lock and escape, go home or as far away from Erin as he could, but his body continued to betray him. Slowly, hi... legs dragged him forward and closer towards her until their bodies locked close together again. ––––––– ‘See? I told you.’ Erin spoke a little normally now, but her words were still as taunting and sultry to the snowy-haired being close to her. ‘Such a bastard, wanting this,’ Her hands took his and placed them on her hips, which rolled back and. Anyway, one Saturday night, several of us were over there when Ken's dad called up and wanted to take him to a football game on Sunday so we knew the party was over since he would be leaving to visit his dad. Everybody started walking home and I saw his father come up the street and Ken got into the car and they left. I went on home but an hour later remembered that I had left my new Jimi Hendrix 8 track tape over at Ken's place. I walked back down to their house and Kens mom opened the door. "Thanks," said Stan, "shame we didn't thinkof this before we left my place, or I could have lent you some dolls andphotos of male film stars! I'll drop them round tomorrow."The two mothers had by now finished their conversation and Mrs Sanderscalled out to Stan that they were going home. The two friends promisedto meet up again Sunday afternoon and to continue sharing ideas to helpthem make the most of the forthcoming week.When Bobbie and her mother were alone, Mrs Harris complimented Bobbie. She had started to move down on me, now concentrating on my pants. I was still playing with her breasts, feeling their softness. Her nipples were hard as rocks.She kissed her way down my chest, onto my stomach. Her tongue played with my bellybutton for a bit, as she opened my pants up and slid them down my legs to the floor. I rose up to help her get them off of me.My underwear had gone with my pants, so my hard cock was exposed to her. She had a grip on it and then began to lightly stroke me..