I so wanted him inside me. His finger nudged against my throbbing and swollen red and hot clit. As he touched it, I could hold back no more. I had to ...et rid of the barrier between us. It was time for flesh against flesh. I put my hands on my hips and pulled my tights off my legs. He now had free access to sensually explore my body.He kneeled down and he took my clit into his mouth and he massaged it, caressed it, bit on it gently with his lips as his tongue danced the tango with it until I. Her eyes widened when she looked up at him. She very nearly crossed her arms to cover her chest but felt it would look more embarrassing than pretending it was normal to be dressed like this.“Why are you home?” she spouted exactly what was on her mind.“I didn’t go out today,” he admitted. “I was just outside doing some work in the garden.” He pointed to the dirt on his shirt.“Mom will get mad if you get the couch muddy,” Wendy warned him.“Right.” He agreed. He slid off the couch and sat down. He kneels beside me, very softly and gently so as not to awaken me, and very carefully unties the bow of my bikini bottom at one of my hips, then reaches over me to untie the other side. He lays the bikini back, exposing me to his gaze. For a moment he just sits there, taking me all in. I want him to touch me, to take me hard and fast! I’m in sexual agony! I can feel the wetness simmering between my legs as my clit is pulsing. I murmur in my ‘sleep’ and shift position slightly, separating my. She was looking back to me not sure what to do next and I motioned her to feel his cock. Steve was laying on his back with just a sheet covering him. I could see Jen’s hand shaking as she slowly lifted the side of the sheet and slid her hand under the cover and was hovering above Steve’s skin. She held her hand steady there for what seemed like an hour but when he still hadn’t stirred and I was now nodding at her like an idiot, she lowered her hand and I could see her fingers find his flaccid.