I bite my lip to keep from making noise. His hands move to unbutton my shirt, revealing my creamy skin. "Beautiful," he groans, leaning in, biting my...erect nipple through the lace of my bra and then tugging down the cups to expose my swollen breasts to his touch. He's filling his hands and mouth with soft, pebbled skin as his hips keeps the slow driving rhythm. My pleasure is slowly building again. This man knows how to move his hips, hitting my g-spot with every push. I reach up to touch. I watched as Cindy continued to firmly stroke Steves dick. In spite of the booze and everything that had happened so far, I still wasnt certain if I had excited Cindy to the point that shed want to fuck our friend. I had warned Steve that there was no guarantee that Id get Cindy to fuck him, but he was certainly enjoying Cindys hand job, regardless. I guess that he had assumed that he probably wasnt going to get anything more tonight, so why not thoroughly enjoy this experience. Then the. Helen couldn't imagine how she got so flustered.The ten minute journey drug out forever.She hadn't seen Duncan since that last view in her rearview mirror as she turned the corner out of Ritzville. He had looked so beautiful, so strong brave and wise; so lonely. It was a wonder she hadn't turned around and gone back before he was even out of sight! Even more a wonder was she hadn't wrecked the car the way her eyes were glued on the rearview mirror.Shehad promised herself not to allow Duncan's. " I'll go through all of that stuff while your bringing my clothes from my closet over and hang them up in here." Okay." then mom turned and walked out of the bedroom.As I went through the stuff on the top shelf of the closet, that was dad's side of the closet, I found stuff that would make good jack off time and even some movies, and some were home made movies and some store bought movies that was rated x, and with the home made movies in the same box, I decided to keep them and watch them at.