I desperately wanted to feel it in my hand. I could hear his steady breathing and even feel the blood pumping though his body, as his stomach rose and...fell beneath my arm, slowly and quietly while he slept. As I slipped my hand lower, I got a surprise, as I felt something quite firm. He didn’t have an erection exactly but it was definitely bigger, and firmer, than when it was completely soft. It seemed to throb gently, like a sleeping monster, beneath my open hand and even seemed to get harder. I nodded, “I will go with you,” I said. He helped me lock up my car and walked me over to his bike. He handed me the spare helmet, helped do it up and then got on the bike. He took my hand, helping me on the bike. I climbed on; with my short skirt and the fact I had no panties my pussy was up against the leather of the seat. He started the bike and we pulled out on the highway. I had put my hands on his waist as we had started moving and he took first on hand, then the other. “I was at the scene when I got Maria’s messages.” Helen responded. “The man he shot is dead and I knew the victim.”Stavro nodded grimly at the news.“Then Alfonzo, the boy who saw the shooting, has witnessed a murder. I saw the man who had been chasing him, but then the thing with La Policia happened. By the time I was able to tell anyone, I had forgotten most of the details.”“You probably saved Alfonzo’s life, Stavro.” Helen replied, taking a drag. “That man was chasing after him BECAUSE he was. She said that it was very easy to guess when they were fucking so they would try and guess the position. My wife said that she looked at her boyfriend once and said “OK, that’s ankles behind the ears” and they both cracked up.So one time, my wife and her roommate were hanging out and my wife said “Can you by any chance hear me and Vinnie fucking?” . Her roommate said “Oh yeah” . They both started laughing and exchanging stories about what they had heard. My wife said that her boyfriend.