“Don’t be sorry,” she whispered. “I’m not.”The words just slipped out before she had time to think about it. Karen realized in that moment... that she no longer cared it it was destined to end in failure and frustration. The hollow ache in her belly could be ignored no longer.They lay together in the electric silence. Karen could feel his desire pressed against where only a thin layer of denim separated his flesh from hers. She could also sense his hesitation to act on it. Such odd behavior from. Erotic thoughts swelled in my mind among other things. And before she could tug on my libido even further, I grabbed her arm. The action made her spin around to face me, her lips still curled up. "Aww." She pouted like a child. “Why don't you relax a bit?" Let me see your arms, now," I ordered. I exhaled sharply, keeping my composure. She's just another patient that needs to be processed. Don't get distracted. Don't get sidetracked.Her smile never left her face as she complied with my demand. I. Her mom hadn't dated much since her dad had left 4 years ago, so there was obviously some pent up frustration there. And admittedly, Donald was pretty tasty, as she had no problem seeing when he worked out in the backyard every day.But still this was getting downright ridiculous, even embarrassing. Mothers were not supposed to make noises like that. Especially ones you could hear from two rooms away. When your friends are over, as happened yesterday, prompting a hasty exit. Another cry of. Rolling out of bed with a solid boner, I went to the shower and turned on the taps, as I gave my cock a wank. As the water temp was comfortable, I moved into the shower and rolled my head back with my eyes closed and just relaxed as if half asleep but half awake.I heard some noises from the other room, but was too much asleep to think about it or care. I must have gone into a dream zone, as I imagined you had entered the bathroom naked as the day you were born and stood there watching me as I.