I had no idea what they were doing, but I found it funny and fun to watch. So now, I could participate in a different kind of humpy-thing and those sc...ruffers really wanted me to do it and they talked me up so much that I became eager. I found it as fun and funny and amusing as everything before.Fun and games--- just a different form of the same thing. And, I felt special for doing something special that others wouldn't do. The fact that it was easy to get me to do it often and for long periods. It's the first time he has touched her bare skin since he entered the room, and it's texture brings a shiver to his body. Her skin is like silk, and his rough hands bring back her goosebumps. She loves the masculine feel of his hands on her. So sure, and strong, yet so gentle. His hands slide down to her breasts and he cups them tenderly. Tonight is about sweet and slow, hard and fast will be some other time. His hands move up and stroke her nipples and they grow even harder. As hard as he is,. I could feel her heat through the thin fabric of her skirt. She backed the car around and we headed to my son’s apartment. *******When we arrived at the apartment, Karen had already but our grand-son to bed. “He was really tired,” she apologized. I took a sip of my gin and tonic and grinned, “I’m feeling a little tired myself.” I didn’t want to seem too anxious for bed, but my cock was about half hard with thoughts of the flirtatious girl from the video store fresh in my mind. “It’s too bad. .. worse."Nicole, come on, please, wait." Phil begged as Nicole opened the door, waited until I was past it, then slammed it after me. She was still looking back at the door as Paul walked up to us."Is everything resolved?" he asked warmly. Nicole, upon seeing him, gasped, bringing both hands to her mouth, letting go of me in the process. Her back hit the door as she recovered from the shock."Sorry." she mumbled defeatedly, throwing her hands down to her side and walking as quickly as she could.