"I nodded and smiled. "Oh yes. Can I go to my bedroom?" Of course, you don't need to ask."I ran up to my new bedroom and looked it over, and wrinkled ...y nose indisgust. It was pink. A pink carpet, pink wallpaper, a bed with a pinkcover. Boyband pictures upon the walls along with a large portrait of myboyfriend Charles and what I suspected was a small obligatory picture ofthe Prime Minister that had to be displayed in houses like this to showpolitical loyalty. A make up table with several draws,. A few minutes later she pulled my arm across her and on her tits, i think she was still sleep. Then she snuggle up closer to me making my bulge push tighter against her ass. Then she wakes and says my underwear are making her hot, would I mind taking them off, I thought fuck. She sat up and said I'll help and when she got them off my hips my dick flopped up and she said when she saw it. She laid back down, i had to get into the same position only this time my bare cock was up against her naked. He managed to bring her a good orgasm, nothing equal to the one she had given him, but she felt sated and he enjoyed giving her that both in loving her flavor and witnessing her orgasm. Another busy day followed what with Maya inviting him to a rehearsal of her band immediately after work before heading to the West Bank for more dance rehearsal. At least he had slept long and well the night before. Having gotten a ride from a fellow worker, a pretty brunette lesbian of indeterminate body shape. Despite the powerful orgasm she had experienced with the pretty girl, Joan found herself reacting to the way Billy looked at her. Her nipples swelled and strained, and her cunt began to pulsate inside her tight jeans. Her reaction was surprising, yet it wasn’t. She always responded when a man looked at her the way her son was. Responded, yes, but she never allowed a man to know her reactions.Feeling ashamed of herself, she glanced at the front of her son’s pants. A faint flush of shame covered.