..I don't want to say too much...with them...with them I've always been a gentleman but...it's not all the time...but...around Christmas they really g......they really show..." and he'd fallen asleep.The next morning he'd stared at me across his bowl of cereal at the cafeteria table and said "I'm serious man, you should come home for Christmas with me, my parents would love to meet you..." with no further mention of the neighbor girls, but the promise still there lingering. I agreed."So..." this. She unbuttoned the jeans, intent on keeping that feeling of anticipation in her mind, and slid her hand inside them. The jeans were too tight and she wiggled them down off her hips. Then, unable to spread her legs, she worked them all the way off. That was better. She stroked her pussy lips gently and let one fingertip find and produce zings from the hard little button that had so recently flooded her body with pleasure.She felt a stab of shame that she was doing this while her parents were on. Oh, and please stop addressing me as your king, we have been friends for a long time — you know my name.’ ‘Well, I figure it took me so long to get used to calling you by title that it’s become ingrained in my mind, I’ll try to call you by name in private, Rallek. I’ll tell the Scout Master to send out extra squads and I’ll make sure the soldiers are on stand-by anyway.’ ‘Thank you, Kelneth, now please leave me to think over what’s happened and to think about the preparations necessary.’ Rallek. Surely it couldnt get better than this. While I was still panting, Mike began to move slowly up my body, kissing every inch of skin, paying special attention to my chest, which I loved and as he approached my face, I felt something special press against my mound. His revitalised dick was rocking on my denuded area and our eyes locked. Not a word was said, I merely nodded once. Mike slid slowly down and I felt the head of his cock moving slowly to the place I wanted it most. In no time at all,.