"It is certainly for you, or for both of us," said Emma."Could it be my bed?" asked Michael. "I've always wanted a bed in ourroom, so maybe that's it...." You'll just have to wait and see," said John, who had just come up thestairs."We've got to wait?" asked Michael."You should be used to waiting by now," said John. "And for you, the bigwait is nearly at an end." Yes," said Michael."Go back to playing with your dolls," said John nicely.He watched as they went back into their room. He knew that. I swear he actually said this.Anyways we layed back down and i turned away from her to go back to sleep and hide my erection. She curled up nezt to meand asked " do you mind if we cuddle?" "No that's fine" I told her. Feeling her body and her heat up against me made me want to zcum right there in my shorts. "Do you remember what we used to do when we were camping?" She asked me. "Kyou mean the way we used to mess around with each other under the covers when we thought my dad was asleep? Of. I mean she really liked it. She held onto my tightly. Her face was flush. Her eyes were wide and she let out a few shrills when I opened it up on Route 15.She was holding around my waist and I guess she didn't realize where her hands were, but the feel of her tits on my back, hearing her letting out those thrill noises and not wearing underwear under my jeans (I have taken to going cowboy lately), I mean...I had a serious hammer going. Your mom's hand was right on it.When we got back to the. "You're like ... Hmmm..." I'm like what?" I giggled, rubbing his cock a little with my knee, just to see if he'd get harder."Like one of your mom's pies," Mark said seriously and I laughed. "No, I mean like her best pie ever." I'm a pie?" I rolled my eyes and pressed my teeth against his chest, just on the side by his armpit where he was soft."No, okay ... Like if you had the best pie in the world, the most perfect one ever, what would make it better?" Ummm..." I didn't bite him. "Ice cream?".