I didn't want to cum because I wanted to play a little longer with her. I stayed in there a while making slight noises so she would know what I was do...ng. When I opened the bathroom door she had her hand between her legs under her skirt rubbing herself. I walked by with my cock bulging from my pants and laid back down on the bed .She quickly got up and went into the restroom. I know what she was doing also. As soon as she closed the door I grabbed her purple panties from the bed and put them. ”“If you can get me in the mood, I’ll think about it,” she offered him a deal.He moved to the foot of the bed and grabbed both her ankles, pulling her legs apart. She snickered but kept her eyes closed. He positioned himself between her legs and began to prod the crotch of her panties while continuing to run his fingers along her thighs. She flinched a little and then grumbled. It seemed he was succeeding.She covered her face with her forearms when she could no longer pretend to be asleep. She. Explain.” I stared at her, awaiting her reply.Her eyes widened in surprise, but I continued to stare at her blandly, as if my strange family situation was a common enough one and really needed no further elucidation. Mind you, she was worth staring at in thoughtful mode for the pleasure it brought alone!“OK,” she sighed at length. “I give up. Tell me more about your family that isn’t your family.”“Oh, they are my family,” I said. “They’re just not related to me.”“David, stop it!” she said. Use that tongue DAMMIT!"The last line had her clamp her hand over her mouth to keep from laughing. Helen squeezed her eyes shut, before breathing again, and continuing."OH god, baby... Oh Brent! I never... oh... oh... Oh, OH OOOOH!" She had stopped bouncing, and just concentrated on making her voice sound authentic. "I'm... OH GOD! AAAAAH! EEEEEEEIIIIAAAAAAHH!" She finished the show with a high pitched squeal worthy of a sound effects Oscar. She sat there, panting, and still trying to hold back.