I quickly ran around to try to find something. I pulled down my silky basketball shorts and began to pump away at the arm of my couch. I placed my coc... just above the arm and slid back and forth. It felt so nice,the soft fabric against the bottom of my dick. It felt good but I needed more. I was desperate at this point, a raging hard-on that desperately needed relief somehow. I remembered my dog always humped my mom's pillow, so why couldn't I hump a pillow? I ran up to my room and rapidly. Younger by ten years and slender too, glasses of something bright pink held precariously in their hands as they bopped and swayed to the music, their hands up, each one seemingly marked by a player, sizing them up.She raised her glass and sipped her wine, enjoying it, if not the rest of all this. She wasn’t a dancer, even when she had been as young as them she’d refrained from it. Just not her thing, she’d always thought.After a moment or two she went to sip her wine again but found the glass. She was wearing a sea foam green tank top with no bra and a pair of jean shorts which covered a little below her ass cheeks. Got to admit, that was a bit of a letdown.We finished the movie and the girls begged me to watch another one. I let them pick the movie while I went and changed into sweatpants and a t-shirt so I could be more comfortable. They picked some sappy RomCom and I fell asleep due in my recliner due to boredom. What I can only assume was a few hours later, I was woken up by the. She wiggled and I slid in.After we’d climaxed I stayed in her. That’s how we drifted off to sleep. She in my arms, one hand on her breast and us joined.I’d started my senior year and I’d taken Mary up on her offer, I was no longer working. My classes took enough time away from us. It was during the Christmas holiday season, Christmas Eve and we were in the living room sitting in front of the fireplace sipping snifters of Aramagnac, thoughts of home, hearth and family were going through my.