Since she was a normal female with hungers of her own, the situation seemed ripe for some relaxation time except for the fact that her pub partner was...actually her superior and it would be unprofessional for her to spread her legs for her immediate supervisor whilst on a case together.She was certain he was probably groping with the same ethical problem but they were quite on fire with obvious mutual desire and the long ride back into the central city after too many rounds of ale was equally as. I stopped to survey the changes that had occurred in the area over the years I had been gone. Surprisingly there were practically none. For the next thirty kilometers, it was nothing but huge granite formations. Due to the distance from most towns, as well as the isolated region of the forest it occupied, there was no risk of it being mined any time soon. The centermost area was almost like a small grey mountain. It rose just a few meters over the tree line. My destination was along the. I was so charged up I could have made myself cum in a matter of seconds. I avoided my excited button, and moved my finger down to my silken wetness. My son wasn't paying any attention the picture on the computer any longer. Instead, he was watching my hand moving inside my sexy undies only a few inches from his face."Honey, would you like me to take my panties off?" Yes," he said and his voice cracked a little."Why?" So I, um, can see you." What do you want to see?"Should I just say it?" he. Lana leaned even closer. ‘And they’re wet. What’s up with that?’ Yolanda stepped closer as well, joining Lana at the foot of the bed. ‘Kate’s so soaked that the juices coming out of her have covered his whole crotch. You can tell from the smell. That is some serious bedtime enjoyment.’ ‘Holy crap,’ breathed Lana, ‘I don’t think I’ve ever quite been that… stimulated.’ Yolanda paused for a moment, taking down another swig of beer. ‘Me neither, sweetie. I think both of our men need to step up.