"I have a room already. And it's all nice and clean and ready," she shot right back to her daughter."Mom, you're not suggesting you take my husband to... bed? I do see that you're still holding him in your hand and, well, he doesn't look too unhappy about that. What about it, Ray?" Hey, I'm just standing here."Then, Lauren's mom began to pull back and forth, now saying, "Yes, you're standing here and you're wonderfully hard. You're making your mom-in-law very hot and excited." Ray, why don't you. That felt reallygood – better than it usually would without the finger in my ass.I rolled over and threw the quilt off the bed, all the while keepingmy finger in my ass. I raised my legs up in the air so that I wasn'tsquashing my 'asshand' and kept rubbing with my 'pussyhand'. It was good, butI knew it could be better. Thankfully my small vibrator was in my bedside drawers,and I could reach it with my pussyhand from where I was lying. I turned iton and began running it up and down my crack,. What? Please. What do you mean?' 'First I'm gonna fuck you. Then I'm gonna burn you. And then I'm gonna show you.' 'Oh God. Oh God. For the love of Jesus, don't.' I patted her face.Page 11. 'Remember that great line from Clint Eastwood's Dirty Harry movie?' 'What line?' 'Y'know the one where the guy has a cross on or something. I can't recall but I do remember him saying to the crook, 'So you believe in Jesus, do you? Well you're gonna need him.' And. He always kept saying sweet things, caressing, taking care of me. And eventually I started to feel bored. Even the good feeling I had while he was touching me was disappearing. All my friends were asking how was it to have sex with Paul, he was one of the most handsome guys in our class after all, and I lied, saying that we were waiting for a special moment. I couldn't let them know that he didn't even turn me on.That's when it happened. Paul had got his house to himself at the weekend and.