She told me that she was internet dating, and started laughing about the incredibly erotic letter she'd gotten from a would-be suitor. I told her tha... I loved erotica, and asked if I could read it. She brought it out, and we had a giggle over it, as it was kind of out there. Mostly, though, he wanted to tie her up, so of course I told her that bondage was always my secret fantasy. A high school sweetheart and I wrote really naughty letters to each other, and had actually just finished one. So only Brock sipped at a beer."You know the big things, I think," Zoe said. "My mom and I were really close until the last couple of years. I mean, it was always her and me against the world. My dad left us pretty well off. He didn't have life insurance but the studio where he was injured paid out a pretty hefty settlement. I was a day student at Mount Holyoke. That means I lived at home and not in the dorms." Are you Catholic?" Brock interrupted."Lapsed," Zoe admitted. "Mom went to Mass twice. He could feel her already-hard nipples pressing against his palms as he started squeezing their supple flesh. He let his rough palms caress the sensitive nipples at the same time that his fingers were gripping and kneading the flesh around them.Lana's movements on the length of his long hard prick increased in velocity, keeping up with the arousal that was fast building up in her newly awakened body. She could feel the wave of sexual pleasure building higher and high with each stroke her body. I looked at his shorts and could see he was already getting a hard on from just seeing me. “It appears something is going on in your shorts.” I said. “Maybe I should do something about that?” As I placed my hand directly on his crotch. “Let’s go back to your room and let me take care of that for you.” I grabbed his hand and let him back to his room. I set down my ice bucket and slipped off my coat as he shut the door. I reached over and slipped my hand inside his elastic waist band as he.