I'm gonna squirt some more lube on it. Do it for the camera, sweetie," she said. She was talking down to me and the humiliation made the erection hard...r. She squirted more lube on my ass and it did pulse again. I felt the cool lube, and I was embarrassed but the embarrassment turned me on. It pulsed again and was getting close to gaping. God, I was horny. "Good work, baby. I'm gonna blow on it. Blowing doesn't count as touching." She pursed her lips and blew on my ass, and it pulsed again. "Sag. Her body's reaction to the scene before her was lobbying heavily for the 'stay and watch' option. Pam's rationalization was an attempt to deny she was watching because she was getting some perverse thrill from seeing her petite daughter tugging on Ron's dick, but she knew deep down it was true. Her fingers had quit their activity beneath her bikini bottom as she struggled with what action to take, but she had not pulled her hand away from her damp pussy. As Pam saw her daughter lean forward and. The team Jim and I played on won, though I probably didn't have that much of a part in the victory. A lot of the Bluebands kept getting very aggressive with the ball. I was afraid I would get hurt, so I kind of kept my distance from most of the action. I didn't know why I hadn't felt this way before, but soccer suddenly seemed so crazy, fierce and competitive. I decided next time to play volleyball with Pat and them, where the game seemed friendlier and a lot more relaxed, and I could feel more. I kissed her ear and then her neck, lightly sucking on her soft smooth skin. She raised her knee up along my thigh. She took my hand and led me to the bedroom. We kissed again and then I pointed at the magazine on my nightstand and asked “You?” She laughed and said “Actually that was Claire’s idea”. “Hmmmm let me guess.” I said “Your bedroom is right…. there.” and tapped the wall by my headboard. “mmm hmmm” Jillian replied as she pulled my polo shirt up and over my head. “You.