My little clitty gets hard too, but I also get very wet. Today at the office when I was thinking about you, I wet my panties. Rub it a little harder, ...baby. Your fingers feel wonderful."She stroked his cock, squeezed his cockshaft and rubbed her thumb over his pisshole. They continued playing with each other awhile, and then she decided it was time to get her panties off.She told him to help her. He smiled at her, his eyes filled with excitement as he tugged the nylon down her thighs and off her. Her parents, my husband, and I were very close. I am a god parent. Call me Missy though as it is less confusing."She shook her head and said, "Anyway Michelle has never shown as much interest in a man as she has you. This is the first time ever that a man spent the night with her. That is either very exciting or very alarming. Because I love Michelle so much as well as her children, I fear someone may come between us. Someone may take advantage of Michelle." You mean take advantage of her money. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Ash sitting next to her, doing the exact opposite. He didn't wave or anything; he just sat there frowning, his russet brown eyes glaring through the window pane.Katrina sighed. She couldn't blame him for being miserably. Ash had gotten severely burned when trying to put out a fire that had happened at a nearby neighbor's house a few weeks ago. He had acted heroically when he rushed into the burning building to help pull one of the kids out from under. But after a short while, a young man came walking next to me. ‘Do you need a guide?’ He asked, but I shook my head. I was doing fine. ‘But can I talk with you? I’m a student, and I would like to practice my English!’ I told him I wasn’t in for that, but he didn’t leave. While I kept walking at high speed he followed me, talking about the beauty of his country, and the difficulties for the people, students in general. He described the typicalities of his culture and the interesting tourist-sites.