“Priscilla’s coming over later.”“Ooh, that’ll be fun,” the girl squeals. Jewel is getting more aroused, but she finds enough self-restrain... to get away from Clarissa before her hands begin to wander.As the time for Priscilla to arrive draw closer, the girls begin to get anxious.“What are we going to do when she gets here?” Jewel asks expectantly.“Well, I know she wants to play with Bentley,” Clarissa says using air quotes.“Ooh, what if we surprise her,” Jewel squeals.“What do you mean?”. "I guess that depends if you mind sleeping in your car," I said as I tried to hide a laugh."Oh," she said.I heard Danielle in the background and then her voice on the phone."What did you say to her?" she asked.I repeated it."You better have been kidding," she insisted. "It wouldn't hurt you to let her stay." Well," I said. "I was going to do exactly that after I let her stew for a minute. But someone apparently grabbed the phone away from her. Now I can't let her stay with me because she will. She sounded so funny that I started giggling. I hate gigglers, it's like a disease I caught off Emma.We heard a muffled response."Waynee p*o. Oh Waynee p*o." Yair?" His voice right outside the door."Come on in, Waynee p*o."Wayne opened the door, peered around the corner and froze. Like a statue. A weird statue of a person peering around the corner. Gracie burst out laughing. I giggled uncontrollably, driven by excitement and nervousness. The look on his face and the way he was standing there. " I gave her a huge wicked, dirty smile and said what she couldn't. "You want me to! You want to watch me jerk off again!" She gave me a very small nod yes as if she was afraid someone would see her nodding yes. This was such a dirty, taboo, nasty fantasy come true; especially for all teenage boys who have wet dreams about their moms. I immediately got up off of my chair and went over to my bed pulling my sweat pants off I got up and laid down on it. I was naked from the waist down and I spread.