Wanting to feel him play with my dick again I moved my legs apart and pushed forward. He relized what I was doing and adked if I wanted him to rub my ...crotch again, in a silly voice I said I don't know. He hugged me and moved up my leg. He asked want it here, I said higher. He moved his hand to the leg hole of my underwear. Here, he asked. Giggling I said more. He moved his hand till it was on my now limp dick. I put my hand on his and pressed down on it. He squeezed my shoulder and said lets. Her fingers danced up under the hem of her housecoat, going directly to the ultra-slick, distended lips of her cunt.Quivering tremors of excitement shot through her. Her legs opened automatically as she rolled onto her back again. The tip of one wiggling finger stabbed the cunt's threshold, the hot flesh lubricating the invading digit. Arlene groaned hotly. She rocked on her hips. Her other hand went quickly to join the first. Several fingers now teased around the edges of her orifice. She. "I hate boys."Janice laughed. "You'll grow out of that." I doubt it. Besides, I'd rather hang out with a good friend rather than a boy. I wish I had a good friend."Janice looked over at Christine. "I hope you think I'm a good friend. I may be your boss, but I still want you to think of me as a friend."Christine smiled meekly. "Well I think you are the only friend I have right now."Janice raised her head up and put her feet down. "Let's do it then. Let's go out tonight. Maybe to dinner and then. Checking to make sure she had a round chambered she had moved into the hallway so she could cover the exit Junior had used and the door from the garage. Since the garage door was the only other entrance, she felt confident no one could sneak up on her. Every little sound she heard startled her at first, until she grew accustomed to them. The problem was that hidden behind four feet of solid rock, a full blown war could be going on outside, and she might not hear a thing. She contemplated going.