I plop myself down on the bed and rest but she picks up her phone and makes a call... a strange call i might add as she says over the phone "Hey, can ...you come over now?" Then hangs up. I ask "Should i get dressed" which she replies "If you want to? You don't have to". I figure i would just lay there naked for a bit to rest, she stayed naked as well and didn't even clean up the cum. I offered but she refused. So I felt weird as she was just sitting there smiling at me not saying a word. I. His heart was throbbing and his knees were starting to shake. It appeared that John’s parents found out about them. And now, his parents knew too. “William, are you still there?” “Y-yeah, dad…” “From what I understand here, you’ve been…well, playing more…uh, mature games with his son. If I remember correctly he’s your best friend. His father is concerned that you two have been…becoming a lot closer than best friends though…am I right?” William gulped audibly. He tried to. “So, Emma, you are saying you want me to finger fuck your ass again after breakfast?”In those terms is sound rather crude, but yes that is what she really wants. “Only if you would like to sir,” she replies.Emma is going to be the death of him, her wanting more and more, but leaving it up to him to decide if she should enjoy a pleasure.Then she tips him over the edge and his prick grows hard. “Well, there is also that I want to imagine that the people on the street can see you doing it to me. And he had done all the work spectacularly, and he had impressed the hell out of my girlfriends, even more than usual. And they were not, for all their flaws, shy about their feelings. They joked, for certain, but there was always more than a hint of truth in their jests, and now I heard a pang of jealousy underlying their compliments. Jeff came back down the stairs, dressed in his dirty jeans and an untucked collared shirt, smiling genuinely for being both pleased with himself and for seeing.