We were soon in my room and Allison was looking around with interest.My dad bought me a king size bed when I passed 6’ last year and it dominated th... room. Against the wall under the window was a small cluttered desk and my laptop. Thankfully all my used laundry was in the hamper which helped my room look less like a slob lived in it. I’d left my bed unmade, though. I never could figure out why making the bed was a thing. It always struck me as a waste of time and effort. My closet doors were. I realized that this game was going beyond the boundary we have set. I looked down and could see a wet spot delveloping on my jeans were my cock head was rubbing. I then said "Well if you like that; you are going to love this". I took my right hand and moved it to the front of his pants and started grabbing his errection. Victor, still bent over, started rubbing his butt faster over my cock. His breathing started to get heavier as I groped his cock through his jeans. "Oh yeah, don't stop, jack. I know that Victoria will also want you to be very much part of our lives. So, if we become too immersed in each other, give us a poke."Serena smiled despite herself. "I'll do that," she said. "Is she coming to tuck you up?"Mark nodded."Well in that case I'd better scarper. Mustn't interfere in that." She gave him another quick kiss and slipped out of the room.Mark undressed, did his ablutions, put on his pyjama trousers and slipped into bed.Not long afterwards there was a quiet tap on his door. The attention is something I am used to. I have blond hair and blue eyes. I have been considered pretty since I was a little girl. When I entered my teen years my body blossomed beyond my parents' expectations. They kept a tight rein on me. They knew I would be the target of every boy in school. As a result I lived a very sheltered life.The sheltered existence continued after I met and married my husband. When I was fitted for my wedding dress, I measured 38DD-23-35. I'm 5'7" tall and weigh 120.