Being placed in close proximity to Paul hadn't helped until the moment of shared pleasure in the little figurine. After that, she'd relaxed a little. ...They'd got something in common; he hadn't ridiculed her or put her down, but had shared with her. Since then, she'd accepted his friendship, just as he was beginning to be away more as he got more work.Andrew and Bridget were frustrated and tried to think of ways of pushing them together. Perhaps not a terribly good idea, but a very tempting one.. I wasn’t really that interested in the shawl, other than its removal from Mom’s shoulders and subsequent revelation of her open-necked dress, but every time Mom assured its safety by pulling it further from the edge of the seat, her hand happened to brush the hem of her dress higher up her legs. Now, that was worth watching.At one point, Mom lifted and opened her legs to make room for the folded shawl, bringing her hem more than halfway up her thighs. Just before the play started, she pulled. " I grab you and push you against the grill of my truck, cupping your breast in my hands, then I look you in the eye, "well I guess I'll just have to try harder then." You reach for my crotch, and stating "I think your pretty hard already." I laugh and say "it is you having that effect on me." You rub your hand up and down against my crotch, causing my cock to grow even harder. We kiss and I begin to fondle your tits through your dress, but you push me back and say "don't you have to get me. The gorgeous one. Was that really my mother, giving you a hand job in the middle of the night?"I looked around to make sure we had privacy, and seeing the doors closed, I patted my lap so Colleen could crawl on and cuddle. She had more than that in mind. "My mother is absolutely glowing this morning. She looks like playing with you was the biggest thrill of her entire life."What made you think to get her going like that?" Colleen was clearly not mad, and just as obviously aroused at the thought.