She watched him surveying her, wondering if he noticed all the things she did to please him.He was semi-hard already as he got into the vehicle. The w...y her ass was wiggling in that skirt really did it for him. He sighed, knowing that it was a long ride back to Richmond.When they arrived back at their apartment, she showed him all of the things she did for him while he was away. He opened the fridge and grabbed a beer, trying to take his mind off of her, watching as she bent over to move her. I heard Jennifer asking Caroline about what we were going to do with each of the rooms. Caroline told her some of our plans. As they walked into the room I was in, Jennifer asked, “Does your hubby have a brother? He’s kind of cute.”“Actually, he told me he has a sister and brother off in graduate school across the country somewhere.”“Oh, darn ... well, my Dad told me what you two said about me, thanks a lot. He’s been worried about leaving me alone in Open Houses. Did you really tell him you. For most of her life, Tami was a gymnast, and had the body to go with it, except she was a little tall. At five feet nine, she towered over the other girls in her class, so she dropped out a couple years ago and had lost some of the body tone she had when she was active. That's what she wants to get back, as well as to gain a little weight, especially in her breasts, which are still quite small. I'm three years older than Tami. In high school I was a wrestler, and always took good care of my. I moved up to Sam’s neck. Felt her pulse with my lips. Rolled on top of her, her legs parting to let my cock fit right on her pussy. On, not in. We were dressed, sort of, and we had rules, anyway. I was hard. Was she wet? I couldn’t tell through the layers of cloth between us, but this didn’t seem to be the moment to check. Anyway, my cock didn’t care, and in a second we were dry humping hard enough and fast enough to set a new personal record.It may not be as much fun as the real thing, I know.