..”Steph nodded, thinking. “So if I told you to turn on your back, you’d enjoy that? Even though it’s just the four of us?”Gwen paused a lon... time, continuing to fidget slightly, her thighs pressing against each other.“Y-y-yes” she admitted, her voice quiet in the small room.Jen looked at Steph, a surprised looked on her face. Her long blonde hair was getting damp and darker as it clung to the back of her neck. Pulling it into a makeshift ponytail, she twisted it around itself as she nudged. I think of you touching and tasting me and throwing me round. For some reason you come out of the bar to find me, as I'm supposed to be getting ready and meeting you there. You wonder what can be taking me so long? So, you come upstairs and let yourself into our room. You stand and watch me for a little while, aroused by the unexpected sight of me touching myself, blissfully unaware of your presence. You come over to the bed and kiss me deeply. We spend some time kissing and touching each. ”“Great.”“Listen, kid, I get what you’re saying. Maybe, you’re right. This has gone too far.”“I’m sorry. So, so sorry.” Frankie disappeared into the bathroom.“Yeah. Me too,” Bill murmured.“We have to pick up Plan B on the way for mom,” she shouted through the door.“Why? I didn’t –”“Not for you, for Scott.”“Ah yeah, forgot all about that.” * The airport ride’s soundtrack was one station playing old-school rock, then the other playing modern pop and hip-hop. Little conversation took place after. So I stopped using it. I was looking here and there, and suddenly my glance was stuck at her naval which was clearly visible now. Because of the wind from the window, her kurta expanded a little and made a clear view of half of her boobs. I was not familiar with the measurements but they were big for sure and milky white. Now I have controlled very much not to stare at her boobs but I couldn’t resist.I was having a bulge in my pants. It was around 2 am in the midnight. And my hometown was.