“So,” she continued briskly, “your note sounded as though something was troubling you. Now we’re finally away from your rattlepate of a brothe..., why don’t you tell me what’s wrong?”At that sympathetic entree, it all came spilling out. Starting with the romantic evening at the Glossops' and how ever since his hopes had been dashed by Lucy’s baffling attitude. “She said I hadn’t offended her,” Tobias finished miserably, gazing at the patchily mown grass, “but she won’t talk to me and I just don’t. I bit my lower lip to keep from moaning in pleasure.Listening quickly to make sure no one else came in, I pulled wet thong down and stepped out of it. I sat down on the toilet seat, holding my panties in my left hand while using my fingers on that hand to hold my pussy lips open. I was dripping! I quickly buried two fingers on my right hand deep in my cunt, working them in an out and alternately pressing against my g-spot. The thoughts of my readers were in my head, and I was imaging them. "Here, this is from your mother. I can't guess what it is but I'm sure it's both old fashioned and embarrassing!" Nikki watched as Lauren unwrapped the parcel, pulling out three pairs of white knickers that had come from a thrift shop no doubt, a letter and a brand new pale yellow cardigan. She threw the knickers on the bed and looked at the cardigan."Actually, it's quite nice" she said, nodding at the cardigan as she read the letter."Nice? Are you serious?" Nikki looked over her shoulder at. I’m still thinking about it and my cock will not go down,” he said.“Dale, I’m not gay and I do not suck cock,” I said.With that, he reached over and took my hand and placed it on his hard cock. Holding my hand around his cock, he started stroking up and down. I was mortified that someone would see and looked around. My worst fears came true: the mother and daughter were both watching. The mother had a wry amused smile on her face and the daughter had a shocked wide-eyed look on her face. I was.