The fact that I had played even a slight role in this sixteen-year-old’s masturbation this evening was strangely appealing to me. But I had no inten...ion of taking this interaction any further. Jim came home about thirty minutes later, and I called Stephen up for dinner. I could not help but smile at “our little secret”. Stephen seemed to avoid eye contact with me during dinner. Clearly, he was unsure how to interact with a thirty-eight-year-old woman who had recently told him of her plans to. The pantyhose aren't the best thing for quick play. Do you prefer bare legs or thigh-highs? Think nasty, though. As long as we respect one another physically, I have damn few limits." Bare legs. Maybe stockings later. If you're in a slutty mood, fishnets look wild although they don't feel great." I can deal with that. I will do a fine touch that works in the apartment." She slipped into six-inch heels, then sat down in a comfortable armchair and draped her legs over the arms. "This is a good. Finally, half awake, Sam rose from his bed. It was two in the morning, and he'd barely gotten any sleep. Flipping on the light, he staggered out to the living room, to where the box stood silently, beckoning with its strange powers, looking all the more alien with only the light spilling from the bedroom illuminating its alien metal surfaces.Perhaps if Sam had been fully awake, he could have resisted its siren call. As it was, with his macho manliness thoroughly drubbed in a nine-round. Her lips were around my cock, and her tongue was swirling around the head.Placing my hand on her head and running my fingers through her soft dark hair, I directed her sucking of my already bloated cock.Tania looked up from between Mia's thighs, and winked at me whilst continuing to devour the tasty looking teenage pussy."Suck me ... suck me good my little slut" I implored her whilst pushing deeper into her mouth until I felt the entrance to her throat. She gagged so I backed off a little then.