I let out a soft sigh and make those waking sounds, but then I fall silent again as I snuggle into the pillows.I feel her touch. Her fingernails start...in the small of my back and trace a line up through my spine to my shoulder blades. She circles her finger around my shoulder and she lets it trace its way back down to my waist and onto my hip. All four fingers then join together as she caresses my hips and then the palm of her hand gently cups my bottom before she starts the journey all over. He started to stroke his cock again, this time very slowly. I was fascinated watching him on the TV working towards an orgasm, his hips slowly moving forwards and back at the same time as his hand going up and down his shaft. His hand movements gradually increased in speed and he jerked his hips forward as he ejaculated. His cock was still firm after he had come for a second time and he then pushed it back into his pants and came down the ladder to the ground floor.I went out into the garden to. On occasion, when they were going up an incline, she was presented good views of his scrotum which would swing free as he lifted a leg over a rock or fallen branch. From her angle, that was pretty much all she saw and began to understand why some people called them 'balls.' She had heard that more than once by her friend, Nancy, who was baby sitting her baby brother and pointed out his anatomy to Kathy when changing his diapers.They were still elated over having found fresh water. They talked. It was her Latina heritage, she said. Her grandmother had been raised in a small village in the south of Mexico. She needed her hands in order to speak properly. Ryan teased her, saying if her hands were tied behind her, it would be the same as putting a gag in her mouth. She thought about it for a moment, then stuck out her tongue at him. He laughed out loud. He couldn't remember when he'd last done that.She was surprised, in turn, by the fact that his great-grandfather had been a full-blood.