“No,” I protested, pulling his shoulders towers me. He kissed my face and chest, rubbing his hands on my hips. He was stalling. Maybe it’s been ...just as long for him, as it has for me. He turned me on my side and laid down behind me, lifting my leg and again positioning himself. I wrapped my hands back, around his neck so I could pull myself closer. He entered me and I felt complete, rocking my hips back and forth to grind on his hot cock. He stilled me, moving forward into me, and then slowly. And poor Josh was red for a week he was so embarrassed."Angela must have sensed my discomfort again, because she flashed a look at me and reached under the table to grab my hand, which was clenched on the seat of my chair. I hadn't even realized that I had such a death grip on the chair until I felt her hand trying to break my grip.A few other people around the room realized that I wasn't terribly happy about her telling that story, and so the next couple of stories were much milder. One of the. "So, what do you think?" Sheila said with a grin. "Do I have to fuck him right in the middle of the living room, or will a lot of heavy making out suffice?"Lisa's eyes got as wide as saucers, and then she burst out laughing. "Oh, isn't this going to be an interesting afternoon!" Got that right," I grinned."Brendan, you've changed. It's good to see," Lisa said. Then she led us into the house, right at the vultures."Hey, where do you want these cookies, anyhow?" Lisa took them.Craig yelled, "Oh,. While her outward reaction was embarrassment when he walked in on her, it was secretly what she wanted. She was glad he had seen her rubbing her pussy, and she was glad he had seen her cum. But now she feared she might have upset him, so once she calmed down, she slipped on the first robe she found, and without considering how transparent it was, headed down the hallway to his room. When Julie reached her son’s closed door, she took a deep breath, softly knocked and said, “Tyler, may I come.