She led me by her hand, upstairs around a winding staricase. I felt my cock going hard in my pants. We went into a large bedroom and she began taking...her clothes off. She took off her blouse, then her bra, her breasts were bigger than I had imagined, they bounced down. She stopped and then she unzipped my jeans.By this point my cock was throbbing, she pulled down my jeans and then my boxers. My cock thrust out ready for her pussy and she held it and started to masturbate me. My cock was so. My best wishes are with you."Now what? She had to be talking about me, but in what concept, and how did Diane figure into this? As we drove I tried to get Lena to open up about her conversation with my mother, but she wouldn't budge except to say that she couldn't say anything until Diane was with us and it would be best to wait until I got them home."Lena stayed snuggled under my arm all the way to the airport. While we stood waiting at the gate she held my hand. When Diane got off I almost. Couldn’t. But I couldn’t resist making her beg a little more. She fell silent and watched as I first took a picture of her spread-eagled on the desk then removed the camera from around my neck and put it aside, then pushed my pants and underwear the rest of the way down—believing, I’m sure, that I was about to do what she’d asked. But then I leaned forward and slid just the tips of my forefingers under the elastic of her panties and began moving them slowly back and forth, together and apart,. Then she lifted it out of my jeans completely, her fist grabbed round my cock and began to jerk me off. “You like this, don’t you?” I looked at her and nodded, then I winced while she jerked me off, Julie raised the coat a little higher and fetched my dick further out in her hand. She placed both hands under the coat and coaxed my balls out too. Her fist is moving up and down fast now, my dick getting very stiff, the movement of Julie’s hand made the teenage girl look over again. Julie.