I wasn’t sure if seeing it again would be sad or comforting. But apparently my subconscious had decided. I quickly opened the launcher on my desktop..., and slid the headset over my eyes.“Launcher open. Please press down on link buttons to confirm play.”My hands found the buttons over both my temples easily. I didn’t hesitate as I pressed them.“Confirming. Please state “Launch game” to continue.”I forgot about this. They had to put in a few confirmation steps to make sure no one accidentally fell. He was quiet as he came over to the bed. I felt his hands rub over my smooth as cheeks and my lower back. I moaned in anticipation as he caressed my ass cheeks. He ran his fingers up and down my crack, feeling my moistened outer labia…He began to work a thick finger in my wet hole. I started to wonder if I was going to deal with a monster cock which could make me cry in both pain and pleasure…Suddenly I felt him sliding a digit inside of my tight asshole and he finger fucked me for a moment. I. The two households might as well be one for all the time they spent together. Living with Sam has many advantages. It is an old house on Latoria rd. The yard is huge. There is a three-bay seven-car garage on top of the hill and a one-car garage with an attached shop down by the house. I am pleased when I find out it will be just Sam and me living there. He and Grandpa rebuild antique cars as a hobby. I am looking forward to helping them with some of their projects. I also have plans of my own. .." Sandy pushed back in her chair, away from the questing hand. The last thing that she needed was Kelly copping a feel of a non-existent member."Ticklish?" Kelly straightened up again, both hands once again fully visible. "Good to know." Are you always this ... aggressive?" Sandy asked, trying to think of the best way to put it."Only when there's something I want." Kelly answered, her catlike smile returning."So ... what are you doing after lunch?" Sandy abruptly changed the subject, yanking.