With his briefs kicked aside, he sat again.“How hard are you?”“Do you really need to ask? You always make me crazy.”“How. Hard. Are. You?”...He smiled. “Hard. Straight-up hard.”“If I do this, does it make you harder?” In the middle of her question, Lauren pressed a middle finger against the lace and between her lips. That finger disappeared between her legs, then came back to her clit.She gasped silently.“Does it? Does it make your cock twitch?”“You know it does, babe.”There was that word again.. Lorries with empty van bodies ... every truck manufacturer in Asia and Europe ran at least two teams.The Rally runs over a week. With cars leaving the start in Helsinki and racing to The Lakes it still takes 48 hours to start them all. The route is run in the dark and the daylight. After they finish in Kuopio they rally between there and Vehmersalmi.They race the logging, farming and vacation home roads in 8 and 12 kilometer spurts. All the little villages and hamlets have a shot at the racers. Did that leave no room for Jason? It wasn’t like I was a passive observer in our relationship. I was just as passionate in bed as he was, and when he kissed me I always kissed back with the same intensity. I enjoyed being with him, in bed or out of it, and I had to admit that an outside observer would think my feelings were more than just friendly. Certainly the guy who saw us kissing would have thought so.Matt had suggested it was possible to be mostly straight, with a side interest in. I took the glass. I moved even closer. Now my balls were touching her. I gulped down some milk, and then put the glass in front of her lips. She didn’t respond. I pressed the glass onto her lower lip and raised. She ended up drinking the milk and I kept raising the glass till it emptied. I reached out my other arm around her and grabbed the jar. I poured another glassful of milk, but this time I took the glass towards her breasts. I realized that they appeared more than a handful. The mood was.