During the love scene, Monica took my hand and guided it under the short skirt of her dress. I caressed her inner thighs and slowly worked my way up t...o her new black panties. The crotch was soaked through with her hot pussy juice. I slipped a finger inside the leg band of her panties and caressed her smooth, shaved pussy lips. I slipped a finger into her slit and gently slid it inside her. I got my finger nice and wet in her soaking wet pussy, then pulled it out and stroked her clit until she. "You probably don't understand why you're here, huh?" I shook my head."Well that's OK, munchkin. I know you're just a wittle teenager whosehormones are raging, and you're just desperate to spend some time withgirls. I figured, since you got to see up my skirt, we could play around.It's only fair, I think, that I get to see what's in your pants." The wayshe was talking to me, like I was a toddler, was giving me a ragingboner."C'mon. Relax and sit down on the couch with me, honey," Jess said.. She collapsed in his arms, her breath ragged and panting. “Mac! Oh, God, I love you, Mac!”“I love you too, Gracie.”Later, as they climbed into bed in the bedroom on the fifth floor, Mac said, “I saw you narrowed down the mattress hunt to three choices. Honestly, I don’t care what you buy. I trust your judgment.”“I just thought you might want to try them out since it may affect your neck and spine issues.”“All three on your list have great ratings. Just make it happen, okay? I want to be able to. When she crossed her legs I couldn’t help but notice the powder blue panties. “Was that deliberate?” I wondered. I sipped the martini and found it to be very strong. I made a mental note to watch how much I drank. “What was your husband’s name?” I asked. “His name was Randall.” “Were you and Alan very close?” I asked. “No, not really. We have been seeing each other for a number of months, but nothing serious.” “Do you have a picture of him?” I asked. She got up and went.