I watched them quietly cuddle for a few minutes and then I rolled onto my back.With my right hand, I gently squeezed my own erection, which wasn’t s...oftening at all. I wanted to come, but I knew that if I started to jerk off, I’d make too much noise and be discovered. It was getting pretty light outside the cabin, so I couldn’t even climb down the ladder and sneak into the bathroom. Mom, Dad, or both of them were sure to see me and realize that I was fully erect.I could understand why I wouldn’t. . ," he was thrown for a loop by her bold question. "Uh ... yeah, but I thought that might come later." You mean I'm the dessert?" she fluttered her lashes at him."Yes ... I mean, yes," he smiled."I'm a sweet tasting woman," she said, sliding her hand up his leg to near his crotch. She looked down and saw his trousers tenting. "Looks like you've got a problem. Maybe we should take care of that when we get home before I start cooking." Uh ... that would be nice," Tim was overwhelmed by her. Then he stopped and grabbed the waistband of my panties against my hips. I knew what he was going to do and wanted to protest, but the tone in his voice earlier made me decide otherwise. He pulled my panties down over my butt cheeks and left them hanging just off my thighs. He squeezed my butt cheeks once more, with his bare hands on my bare skin, then he let go of them and slowly moved his fingers up my back until he reached my neck. Shes so soft, Laura. Touch her. Rub her back with me,. I was very impressed with the elegant line and exquisite details in the work. The first drawing was a pencil study. It was in a half figure view from the thighs up as if she were in front of a mirror looking at herself. She looked back at the viewer with her pale eyes, her mouth expressionless and her body relaxed. Her small breasts were pointing forward with the nipples erect and the tips distended. The pubic triangle was thick wisp of blond hair,visible as she gazed at the viewer, as if to.