Slowly working his hand up my inner thigh until the side of his hand pressed against my crotch, the man just held it there, and I felt my tight little...pussy instantly flood. I couldn't help but moan aloud uncontrollably. Looking over at my family, they were clueless. My moans were drowned out by the booming soundtrack of the movie. The man leaned over and gently hushed me, blowing softly in my ear as he did.He then removed his hand from my all too willing crotch, lifted his arm, and began. It was always at least nine o’clock before the last load would come out of the dryer and she could leave. Then one evening Ross found her sitting and reading and he told her, ‘Patty, if you want to leave I can take care of that lost load of laundry. There’s no point in you having to wait for it.’ ‘Thank you Ross, but I don’t mind at all. I’ll just go back to my apartment and read there, and this chair is more comfortable than mine is.’ He couldn’t look at her and not smile, and if she smiled at. We’ve hugged. Am I limited to hugs because neither of us has boy plumbing or can we kiss and comfort each other, too?’ ‘Wow! We’ve talked a lot about love since the dinner at Pete’s house, but somehow I never went that far in my thinking. I guess my training was pretty strong about the rules for being a girl. A normal girl.’ She paused. Sandy and I stayed quiet. Martha spoke again, ‘I’m not a lesbian.’ Sandy said, ‘Lesbians limit the expression of love to other women. Gay men limit it to other. I could feel the cool breeze from somewhere as it blew against the wetness of my pussy. I tried to sleep, but, with everything I was feeling, it was hard to just let go. I allowed myself to remember the tastes and emotions as I sucked his cock. I felt the walls of my pussy tighten as the thoughts came flooding back of everything that happened this night of passion.My lust was building. Every time he moved I felt either his cock shift against my leg or his hand squeeze or rub my breast..