What we've done is exciting and relieves a lot of stress, but if the only rule is that I can't get inside your pussy, I understand, but there's a lot ...more fun to be had and I thought you had other ideas." Marv said smiling."You better leave Marv. You've made me feel uncomfortable. I'm not mad at you or anything, it's just coming at me a little faster than I ever expected. I'm supposed to be engaged and suddenly I'm feeling guilty, I think. We're friends and I want to stay that way, so I don't. Her long auburn hair was slicked behind her head, reaching someway down her back. Rivulets of water were cascading over her body. She was simply beautiful. Her body was tanned perfection, bronzed from her career teaching yoga in the park. His eyes were drawn straight away to her breasts. As he looked at them, he could feel his shorts growing damp with precum. They were whiter than then rest of her body, but they still looked great. She was in the seventh month of pregnancy and his baby sister. We both dosed off for a bit but I woke up suddenly because he shook the bed while repositioning himself. I gave him a friendly pat again on his rump, the first thing my hand touched was his cock in the mostly dark room. I was not under the covers and he had his head now down on my belly. I could hear him sniffing something. It was my hot pussy he was sniffing at.It was right then, that some thoughts crossed my mind that had never even been considered before, until that exact moment. Was he. But my true weakness is socks. Kneehighs. I don’t really know why, but girls in socks and nothing else just kills me.”“Ok, wow, good answer. And you know what? I think I’m done asking questions for now. Do you want to ask me anything in return?”He thought about it for a second. “Why are you doing this?”“Because I like you, Mr. Evans. Mark. Whatever. I feel safe and horny around you at the same time, and I really like sex a lot. Not that I’m a raging slut or anything, but I’ve had some.