Whenever she laughed, she leaned over, revealing two jiggling boobs to me, so I kept the jocularity up. I had long ago given up trying to cover up my ...rection. It could be easily seen tenting my shorts. At one point, she went to use the bathroom. When she came back, she stretched out on the couch, laying her legs across my lap. I gently massaged her calves for a while, until I heard her say "Come up a little higher." I moved to just above her knees, and massaged her thighs. Her legs were so. She is baking you something as a thank you,” he said without a trace of the lie in his face. He had concocted a version of Susan Fitzgerald especially for Mrs. McCarthy.“You are very lucky. Young women today are all ‘my career this’ and ‘my career that.’ They have no time for making a home for their families,” she said.“Yes, I’m a very fortunate man ... but, you went to the kitchen to make a pot roast?”“Oh, no, silly, I was merely taking the meat out to defrost.”“I see, but—why don’t you run. On any normal day, I would have pressed it against her and as was my plan. But today, it felt different. I didn’t want to ruin the romantic moment. So I tried to pull myself back a little, but Sushmita didn’t allow me to. She pulled me closer to her, and she almost hugged me as we danced.I was sure that she could have felt my hard dick. But I continued to dance with her since she was okay with us dancing like that. After the dance, everybody had dinner and went home. I was few of the last ones. Sorry, but its the rules. She said, still staring at my crotch. Oh, well if its the rules, I suppose Ill have to obey. I said, quickly pulling my top over my head. Cassie watched this, her already soaked pussy getting even wetter as she stared at me undressing myself. I then reached down and undid my belt. I unfastened my jeans and pulled them down. After that I pulled my yellow socks off. I threw my clothes into the pile that Cassie had made with hers. I could see her rubbing her nipples and.