He wondered if she was thinking about him. He certainly couldn't get her out of his mind.Slipping quietly from his bedroom, Steve grabbed a pair of sw...at pants from the laundry, and went out onto the front porch. It was late and there was no motion on the street of his quiet neighborhood. "Maybe a walk will do me good," he thought as he moved down the steps and out onto the sidewalk.He headed down the street past where Colleen lived, and noticed a flickering of lights in the bedroom of her. And then I stopped. “Oh God no! Please! Fuck it! FUCK IT! Make me CUM!” she screamed. It’s not just girls that know how to tease. With a single darting motion of the tongue over her clit, and an extra squeeze on her nipples, I pushed her over the edge. “Nnnngggggrrrrrnng!!!” she said, or something like that. It was difficult to hear with her thighs clamped either side of my head as she came, writhing in ecstasy. It was a good long cum, and when she finished she looked down at me over her tits.. I was led into the clubhouse, where I was introduced to some of the 'important' people (how important could someone be just because they were in charge of people who ran around in circles?). I was polite and non-committal in response to their attempts to encourage me to run more. I was now much less worried about being proselytized at than I had been back when I'd first agreed to come here today, but I was still less than impressed by their recruitment and similar efforts. Mom had made it clear. Mom was wearing her dark brown hair cascading down her shoulders. On the left it fell to the front, laying softly upon the swell of her ample breast. The right side was flipped back, revealing a peek of her small ear, gold circle flashing from the overhead light. Mom's cheeks were blushed, but I couldn't tell if it was makeup or seeing me like this - naked and tied to a chair. Her nose was small, but pointed, yet it added rather than detracted from the beauty of her face. Mom's full lips were.