##Mrs. Weber was in a hurry and was out the door shortly after I arrived.Right away Mark assailed me. "Did you bring me a dress?"Ho, ho. He really wan...ed to do this. I'd boned up about this on theinternet, and learned that little boys are like this rather frequently,but I didn't want to deceive his mother. I liked her and didn't wantour good relationship to be affected if Mark blabbed.If he had been older - perhaps. No, I thought, grinning to myself, aboy ought to be as old as I before he. This joining was to be symbolic, almost ceremonial. It was to be more powerful and meaningful than any nuptials that might follow. He would be asserting his claim to the headship of the family. Naomi sensed that and desperately wanted it. The girls had to see it and be part of it.Too inexperienced to know how rare vaginal orgasms were, Rick was filled with confidence that he could get Naomi there again. He had gotten hard again rather quickly, but as he pushed into her, he did not feel any. Damn, I was dying to see who was in there. The giggling continued and so did the whispering. Then I heard a woman’s voice. “Shhhh. Someone will hear us.” Now that really got my attention. I turned the grill sideways so I didn’t have to look over my shoulder. I could now see into the bedroom while I continued grilling. It wasn’t long before I saw a man’s figure move past the window. He sat on the end of the bed. It was my neighbor Charlie. He was a tall black man who had moved in about a year. She continued to run her hand up and down the length of my cock, seemingly intent on arousing me enough to take action. Sensing her desires, I focused on granting her wish. As she jacked me off, I reached around and started to massage her taut, 10-year old body. I rubbed her nipples until they were sticking straight out, then ran one hand down her body toward her crotch. Sarah spread her legs when my hand reached her pussy, and I began to play with her clit, coaxing it out of the folds of her.