He was sitting against the arm of the sofa, so I adjusted myself between his legs to stretch out. I moved right up to him and sat up against him, both... of us facing the same way, to try and make him a little frustrated. His hands found his way to my waist, and I placed my hand on his leg. He started cuddling me from behind, his hands running over my pierced belly button. I could feel him growing harder in his pants as I moved up against him. I could practically feel his cock touching me. I lent. "Righto ladies. Ya gotta do a full round of the oval. No trippin others, no bad language, no spittin, no elbows. Good luck to aller yez."The starter paused, full of his own importance and the weight of the moment, then took his hat off, and flung it into the dust.The ladies took off to the voice of a local farmer at the loudspeaker."Well they're off, and a lotta nice lookin heifers makin a great field today folks. See that one in the pink cap? She's the local lass, a fine strong girl that.. All in favour?"Everyone put up their hand."I guess if I use bad language, like swear words... what do little kidscall that? Oh yeah, if I have a 'potty mouth', maybe that should alsocount for half a crime, too. You don't want me swearing, right?" I see your point," Mom said. "But... hmmm... swearing is a little worsethan forgetting 'please' and 'thank-you'. Let's say that swearing, if it'sjust in front of us three, will be considered three-quarters of a crime,but if it's in front of other. Right after yoga if you want.’‘Well, okay. I guess that would be okay.’Inside, Kayla gave a sigh of relief. Phase One initiated... They were sitting, cross-legged on the floor, still in their yoga clothes. Kayla had her knees pulled up to closer to her body. She was staring off thoughtfully.‘You want to start out tender, usually. Like with a gentle kiss—touch her face, her hand, maybe her neck. Smooth her hair. Be gentle. Then, you’ve gotta deepen the kiss—increase intensity—’‘Deepen?’ Tony.