He had to touch all her exposed skin - shoulders, back, ribs, belly, hips, thighs, calves, and feet. And she let him. Damn! He must have planned this ...rom the start.She was relaxed and trusting - so trusting that while he massaged her feet, she stretched back on the couch and let her legs fall open. Her panties were soaked. He probably could smell her. Too bad for him, he couldn't see anything.She was so relaxed - so aroused - that when he asked her for "one little bitty touch" she said. And that is when I saw him. Steve, restless in sleep, mumbling unintelligibly, crashed out on the chair pushed next to the bed, holding my hand. A day’s worth of stubble shading his strong jaw. He looked exhausted. More thoughts swirling in confusion around my tired brain, my throat dry and scratchy and sore. A door creaked just out of my line of sight and white crepe moccasins, blue pants and shirt appeared. I realized I was in hospital. ‘How are you feeling? I need to take your vitals and. He stopped and Delia groaned at the sudden aching absence of his fingers inside of her. But he was wiggling under her, bringing himself out, lowering her on his body until she was poised with the tip of his cock against her dripping opening. With a satisfied gasp she lowered herself onto his shaft, slicing into herself, and the fullness of him stretching her inside sent wave after wave of fuzzy pleasure from the tips of her toes to the roots of her silvery hair. She rode him, his hips lifting. Then Suzy pulled back and slapped me. Hard. I can still see stars when I think about it.“Matt, how dare you get thrown into jail? If there is anybody around here that needs to defend my honor, it’s me.” She grabbed me again, and this time the lip lock continued until Steve, very gently, interrupted.“Look, kids, this little reunion, while touching, has a time limit on it. Matt, I was able to get Suzy included in this meeting by claiming that she is my assistant, my paralegal. If one of the.