I was now confident enough with Vee to sit up in bed with my bare chest exposed and chat to her, trying not to look too obviously at the bits of her l...vely legs that weren't covered by her dressing gown, while secretly hoping for a show of thigh.We sipped our tea, but Sian nearly made me spill mine all over the bed when she told Vee: "We still can't get the hang of me being on top. I must be doing something wrong."I blushed instantly. My grandparents were so Victorian that all my sister's teddy. I pulled on my skirt and folded it making it shorter. If I sat down my pussy would be as clear as day I thought. I dug through my purse and found my mascara and my comb. I combed out my hair and started applying mascara. I chose my reddest lipstick,(which matched my bra) put on eye shadow and powdered my face. I withdrew my red stilettos and slid into them. I looked over my self in the mirror, grabbed my things, popped a mint into my mouth, and was gone.I hopped into the elevator and went down. I thought about getting dressed and leaving while Kenny was still in the shower, but I had nowhere to go, and to tell the truth I was turning myself on thinking about how relaxed Kenny was about standing naked in front of me, I just got the feeling that Kenny was interested in my body, and although I have in the past had the odd wank while thinking of another guy, I was sure that it had only been daft fantasies, I was trying to convince myself that I was 100% straight, but still I never left, I. .. glad you finally... began to act harsh on me" I knew she wanted this. But I was new into sex. I was surprised in the first time, when I was extremely careful because I did not have a condom, and she told me I can fuck her ass if I wanted. I had refused. Fool. Books. Alzheimer grandmother. Hearing how much she enjoys this makes me happy. I keep finger fucking her, my arm is aching, in fact burning with pain because of the impossible angle and force it musters, but there is no way I am.