His knob was wet and glistening with his secretions. I jerked his now fully hard cock slowly, up and down, moving his hood with each stroke. “Jeez, ...hat feels so bloody good, mmmmm.”“I like it too,” I chuckled.I stopped stroking him for a moment but held onto his cock while I admired it. His cock had grown to 7 or 8 inches and it felt hard yet soft in my hand. It felt hot too and twitched as I held it.I started stroking again. Slowly, I didn’t want to go too fast, prolonging it as long as. When he looked down at me, he spoke, "You have no idea how good that feels..." he drawled, his words slow.But I did know how it felt, at least from a lady's perspective. Then I starting thinking about the last time I'd visited and how he'd fingered my writing body on his bed and how amazing it felt to be touched that way after so long. Well, a long time since anyone else had done it for me. And all that this thinking about fingering did was made me think about how much I wanted him. All of him.. .. Without even realizing what she was doing or answering the question she just leaned forward and closed her eyes, taking in the amazing scent as her tongue pushed out and licked up along Kelly’s cunt through the panties, the flavor of her juices that had seeped through the fabric sending shivers down Rachel’s body and forcing out a soft moan.“Please ... I-I can’t take it anymore... “ she said softly before licking through the panties again, just begging to lick at her friend directly, begging. "Get to the gun safe," Grannie commanded. "Into the living room, now! Get in the damn safe!" In the darkness, Liv groped along the living room wall, searching for the coat closet. She flung the door open and reached for the combination dial on the giant safe. She felt the engraved plaque then grabbed the combination dial."It's not locked, just turn the handle." Fear filled Grannie's voice. Liv reached to the right, flipped the lever and opened the thick metal door. A battery powered light.