Anyway, my cock didn’t care, and in a second we were dry humping hard enough and fast enough to set a new personal record.It may not be as much fun ...as the real thing, I know that, or skin touching skin, but it’s pretty good. I slowed to let Sam buck and grind against me until she gasped and froze. That was my cue and I was about six strokes away when it was my turn to thrust, grunt, and collapse.“Shower, Buddy. Mom’ll be home any time now.”I didn’t want to move. I didn’t care about the mess in. I trembled as her soft smooth lips touched mine and as her tongue darted out to touch mine. Her hand on the crotch of my shorts began to rub harder pushing my messy panties up against my hairy mound. I sat with my legs spread giving myself to Ms. Jean. Her finger quickly hooked in through the leg hole of my shorts and I felt them brush the wet cotton crotch of my panties. Feeling her fondle me as we kissed made me melt into her will. My hand went to Ms. Jean’s blouse and for the first time I. For dinner, I have some clothing for you.”“My other clothing is blue jeans, slacks, or what I guess you’d call a track suit. I also have other gi, black and red, but both have patches on the shoulders and the dojo symbol on the back.”“That would be acceptable, if you want to change out of the white. But make sure you put on the white before you come to the instructional classes.”I got up from the bench and went into my cottage to change into my comfortable red gi, then followed him into the. " "That's great. I'll just wait for you then. You're so sweet and amazing, Peter. I feel so fine now." "Okay. Back in a few. The TV is right there. Relax. You'll be home in the morning." Going out the door I made sure that I left a room key for her. I had got two at the desk. I headed into town and found a fast food place for some fried chicken and side dishes. I was gone just at 45 minutes and arrived back. I knocked first, in case she was not dressed yet. She called out to come on in. I used.