.I didn’t see you there,” were the only words I could get out. “S’okay. Happens all the time.” He said back. I laughed quietly out loud, but... mostly to myself at the faint hint of sarcasm I picked up in his response. Then he noticed me staring, or rather sneaking glances at something right next to him on the bench. He looked down in confusion, and then realized I was looking at his either 6 or 6½ inch rod which was just sort of hanging in the air. “Oh, I’m-I’m-sorry” he stammered as he grabbed. “I know of a place where we can hide until we figure out what needs to be done.” Peter didn’t know how far below London he was, but it was very dark. Schuh was glad to get back to her world. She was in no hurry to return to London over. She completely understood why her mother had left that world. The first tunnel they walked down looked exactly like what you’d expect a tunnel underneath London to look like. It was dark and went on for ages. Peter couldn’t see an exit but Schuh knew the area. It looks so firm and juicy! She is wearing a jean skirt and those sexy pink leggings that make me want to rub all over them. Does she know what she is doing to me? Does she know how many times I have stroked my cock thinking about squeezing her perfect ass? She is just laying there as if she isn’t driving me crazy with lust! I can’t take it anymore! I just have to feel her. Maybe just a little rub on her calf to see how it feels. I gently lay my hand on the back of her left calf and her other. "That's my mother!" Becca hissed again and dug her nails into my thigh."Ow! Dammit! Her? You mean she?....Shit!..." Oh, just put a fucking sock in it!" and Becca jumped out of the car and stalked over to the vision before me, jawing loudly as she walked. Becca was no slacker in the looks department. She, too, was short at 5'-2" but stacked and had a nice big ass that swayed delightfully with each step that she took. Her long auburn tresses stopped just short of her jiggling breasts.The two.