Steve man I got to tell you something, I dont know how you will react but were friends, right? Michael asked, Sure man, you can tell me anything Steve... replied raising an eyebrow, Well you see, the thing is, for along time now I have been having these dreams Michael said looking into Steves eyes, What kind of dreams pal? Steve asked starting to get a little wierded out. Michael laid out the whole story to his best friend who was now starting to look at him the way he always feared he would,. As I got between his legs he raised his hips and I pulled his cheeks apart to see a tiny wrinkled butt-hole that was totally hairless. My face was soon buried as I rimmed him. He was moaning and raising his hips more and more. When he was good and wet I slipped a finger in, he was very tight. Moving, probing and exploring he was soon on all fours and I managed, after another licking session, to get a second finger inside him. I was finger-fucking him and he was enjoying himself. As he relaxed I. I was past the point of trying to stop and I just kept pumping my big uncut cock as Mom watched. I loved it so fucking much, jacking off while a woman, a hot woman watched.I kept telling her I was so sorry and she told me she should have knocked. Telling me it was a natural thing to do and everyone did it. After that I would always leave my door open just enough for anyone to look in. I only did this when Dad was gone. While at grandma's one night I noticed she had a clear view into my bedroom. It had been her navy blue, knee length skirt, hadn’t it? Sure, Julie remembered what she had worn for that disastrous presentation. It was an outfit she wore in a very calculating fashion, both for the presentation and at dinner that night. But why was Greg asking her about it? ‘Uh, yeah,’ she answered, not trying to hide her confusion. Wasn’t she kneeling here with his cock in her face? ‘The next time I see you,’ Greg explained, ‘I want you to be wearing it.’ His hand stroked her cheek. ‘Want.