I've tried moving her hand to my crotch, no go. "No, Eric, I don't want to do that," she says. So, I jack-off even more.But now, I can tell you that, ...yes, I am getting some pussy pretty regularly. Here's how it all started.One evening a few months ago, Lynn and I went back over to her house in the hope that we could get in some titty-feeling and sucking since her parents were out for the evening. The only difficulty with that was the fact that her little sister, Vicky, fourteen, two years. "Excellent choice Alan, excellent choice." She said as herhusband looked like a combination of angry and totallyembarrassed."Now boys let me tell you something right up front, thiscan be easy and you two can try and make the best of it orI can beat the living shit out of both of you and trust mewe will still get the results I want." Clark, what would you like Alice to wear for your first?"as she assigned me a female name. "Honey, I know how visualyou are and trust me baby he is going to make a. I have my arm around your waist and under your head. After a while, he gets up and starts to leave the room. I wake up and look at him. He tells me to go back to sleep and walks out. I start to fall back asleep. I move my one arm so that my hand rests on your hip. I stroke it softly in my sleep, kiss your neck lightly, and pull you closer to me slipping my hand down so that it lies on the bed snug to your side right under your breast. I fall back into a light sleep and wake back up when my hand. Isn't there some...extracurricular project I can perform?" She put her hand on his leg and slowly licked her lips."Perhaps, Miss Dillon...Nicole. I think we may be able to work something out...or in..." His eyes roamed her curves."Mmm" Nicole moved forward, cupping Bob's crotch in her hand as she moved in for an wet kiss. Their tongues intertwined as his hands moved to her breasts. She gasped at the contact."Smaller breasts mean greater sensitivity, boys." Bob instructed as he massaged.