Then she pulled her top and bra up to her collarbone, letting her tits bounce free. She flashed him a sly smile as she picked up her helmet, put it ba...k on, then hopped up on the edge of the table and laid back with her legs spread wide open. “Come on, big shot SABRE pilot, Cheer Raider is waiting for your hard cock.”“Shiiiit,” Matt said, unable to deny the bulge in his trousers. He got up, walked to the table, undid his pants, and dropped them to the floor along with his underwear. Not even. So you like her ass , stand up bitch , mom stands up and smiles, dad :"turn around" mom turns around but looks over her shoulder at me. Dad : so you like yor moms ass mmm ? Dad presses moms dress against her legs i can see the outline off her ass and her ass crack. Nice huh. ? Asks dad.! oh hea, I reply. Dad : "son i will tell you something, since I am leaving tommorrow for god knows how long, I aim to go a little further than just letting you join me and your mom fucking" . "What do you mean. ” Her eyes went wide for a moment at the firmness of my tone, but after a moment I simply dropped her wrists, smiled at her and walked away, giving her shoulder a friendly squeeze as I passed. The next evening, we were chatting backstage and in a moment of distraction she raised a forefinger to her mouth and began to gnaw on the fingernail. I immediately grabbed her wrist and pulled her hand away from her mouth. She started to give me her nervous little laugh but it became a gasp when without. She wore simple blue canvas shoes which were flat, and her hair was short, beautifully cut and beautifully black. Her tits were high on her chest, and I wondered if that was because of her bra, but discounted that; nobody jacks them up like that, I thought. I could only see her profile, but liked it. I said hi to Kate, who kissed me and asked if I knew Sasha. I said we’d said hello a few times, which was true, but nothing more had passed between us. Sasha, for her part, said hi too and then.