While I was busy with that, her deft hands had pulled my tee-shirt up under my arms and were stroking my chest and back bringing me goose-flesh and ch...lls. When finally we parted from the long kiss, we were both pumping air like just-surfaced divers. I made to pull my tee-shirt off, but she cried, “Wait! Let me,” so I stopped. Ever so slowly and gently, she pulled it off my arms and over my head, in the process planting wet kisses on my chest and neck. She smiled that smile of hers, and I knew. It was a hunger that was hard to ignore for very long...She traced a pattern across her chest and tummy with her fingers while she waited for the click of her mother's light. When it came, she waited a while longer for Evelyn to fall asleep. A gentle brushing of her nipples and a caress between her legs every now and then helped to keep her arousal sharp.She loved it. The softness of her skin, the sound of her own breath, the tightening of her nipples and how sensitive they became, the wetness. As I entered the living room there was a little light coming from the bedroom. Slowly and quietly I made my way to the bedroom door and looked in. There he was,laying in his bed on his side with his back to me,covered by a sheet from the waist down. I stood there rubbing my cock through my pants,looking at him for a few minutes. I stepped back into the darkness of the living room. I thought to myself,does he know I'm here? Should I make a noise? I decided I started this with my note so it was. ‘ she said. ‘ ok.’ I relaxed. ‘ plans after grad?” She asked. I did but stayed silent. ‘ stay’ she said. As the night came. Feeling her glares. I felt,suddenly, a hand softly stroke my vagina . And find it,s way in my blouse. ‘ so shy’ she whispered.stroking my vagina softly. My breasts, I felt being squeezed. And pinched. A warm caress fell to my nipple as I was rubbed and pinched. “ close’ . She said.’ Lesson’ she said. As she squeezed and stroked my breast. Caressing me slowly.glaring at.