She moaned thinking about their first time, and then twitched as she thought about Will touching her tits, fingering her pussy and licking her clit.�...Oh, Will”, she moaned, squeezing her breast as she thought about Will caressing them, “Ah...Will...Ah yeas...”, She moaned again, thrusting forward as she felt herself orgasm.“Oh...that was amazing...”, Brook pulled her shirt back on and laid back in bed, tired from her orgasm, “I can’t wait for Will to get home”***The rain pelted the city, as Will. "Of course. I want to be your friend. Just like Daddy is," I told him. Deep down, I knew he was leading up to something, but despite the growing intimacy of his touch, my smile never wavered.He nodded slightly, looked down at my hand and turned it over while his other fingers continued floating up my arm, his touch soft and intimate. I began to feel that there was more to what he was saying. When he looked up at me, I could see the question already forming in his dark eyes. "Well, Shelby, there. ’ ‘In that case I’d be more than happy to accept.’ Dad greeted me as if he really missed me when I arrived yet he seemed kind of nervous. I probably wouldn’t have noticed if I hadn’t been around for a while but this was a marked change from his usual self confident aura. ‘I’m really proud of what you’ve accomplished, Vic.’ ‘I really haven’t accomplished anything, Dad, other than to support myself.’ ‘Well, that’s an accomplishment in itself in this day and age. For a while I thought your mother. ’ Her touch was light. Surprising, given her level of intoxication. She giggled and leaned over. He could smell the vodka as she whispered into his ear. ‘She’s living with another man, you know.’ He didn’t. He didn’t know where she was living, but this surprised him. ‘Who?’ ‘You jealous?’ He said nothing, his lips tightening. She giggled some more, her hand now stroking the length of him through the shorts. ‘Who is he?’ ‘Don’t know. I’ve never met him.’ ‘How did she meet him?’ ‘I kind of.