"I want to see what they feel like touching me while we kiss," he said."Okay," she said. "Me too." I like it this way," said Bob, who was lying on his... back with his hands under his head, and a pillow under his hands. He was watching Karen as she wiggled, moved, and jerked with his hard penis way up inside her."Me, too," she panted. "My ex-husband would never let me do this. He said a woman's place is on the bottom." He was an idiot," said Bob. "You're beautiful, sitting there. Your breasts. She looked up and smiled back, "Oh hey, Jason. What's up?" "Ah, not too much. Just about to head home but I wanted to stop by and say hi from me and Heather," I replied, still smiling. "Oh, that's cool. So how have you been?" she asked, looking at me curiously, as if wondering what was so amusing. "Pretty good, pretty good. Just punched out. Had to fill in for Mike today and test out the new cameras." I kept my tone casual, trying to draw out a reaction from her. She didn't disappoint me. "New. No apps, no internet…no way. But more than the impossibility of it, the question itself stuck out to me.Wouldn’t anyone, if they were in my shoes?Still, I selected “no.” Whatever strange force—and yes, I already believed something supernatural was at play—had infected my camera and posed me a question with such an obvious answer had wasted its time. Sure, I wanted change. Wanted it more than anything. That’s why I was going to force it; tonight, by my own hand.Then, would you like to change the. Then she made sure the bathroom door was locked, and sat on the bed. "Have a seat Brian. I was hoping we could talk for a few minutes."I noticed that she was wearing a flimsy nightgown that came down to just above her knees. It was made out of a translucent peach colored material, and had a slit in the side that reached up to her thigh. When she sat on the bed and turned towards me, she ended up exposing a lean tanned thigh, and a pair of panties made out of the same material. The material to.