I just nodded as she held my softening cock in her hand looking at it closely, she then looked up at me, “Father taught me that if ever that happens...you have to release the pressure” she said softly.I thanked her and said how lucky I was that she was here as she sat back down on the sofa still looking across at my soft cock hanging between my legs, I reached down to get my shorts when Sam snapped, “NO” she barked, “Leave them off, father said you have to monitor it afterwards to make sure the. What was also interesting is that something else happened that day as I walked the tracks. Along the right of way were telegraph poles and some of the crossarms still had those old glass insulators in clear or green and maybe the way the breaze blew the branches of the trees and the sunlight shining on or through those glass insulators made me think of the way the light of the room sparkles on Moms librarian style glasses and I found this to have a hold on me, possibly in the way the tiffany. Randall couldn’t get a good look at her pussy. He watched for a few minutes, and then he had an idea. He imagined Bethany touching herself. Seconds later, Bethany’s hands which had been washing her face slowly moved down to her pussy. She parted her legs slightly, and moved one hand between them, using the other to steady herself against the wall of the shower. Randall’s head rang out in slowly increasing pain, but he was far too interested in Bethany’s display to notice. He could see her. No disrespect but Ive seen yours, its not exactly in the same range, size wise, you know. Thats kind of the point here, Tim Yeah but you reckon she falls for the trick? I let him wait for my answer unnaturally long and could feel his excitement growing. He was dying to fuck my Paula, our Paula, his best friend. I felt bad about it but I also felt relieve. At least this one wouldnt come between us, not for a relationship, he was in this for the sex and the mind game. Listen, Tim. She will not.