.. Honey, why is your hand shaking as you dial your cell phone? Do you need my help? No? Okay-- how about I just work on getting this shirt untucked w...hile you talk to your supervisor?Mmmm... I love how the skin covering your abs feels under my fingers as I slide them up under your shirt. Like silk over steel. One of my hands dips lower and traces the bulge in your jeans. Oh, your voice cracking like that will really convince your boss that you're sick. Glad I was able to help.Let's get this. .. But memorable enough to learn to head off any demand for attention sooner rather than too late. I knew it could have been a whole lot worse – a direct full-on paw on a testicle would have hurt like hell, and having to apply antiseptic to a claw wound on my dick would have stung like crazy.And, while small children may not have sharp teeth or claws, they can be just as careless and enthusiastically unthinking as any other young animal. Back at Thanksgiving, Ben had crawled across my lap as I. As they continued to kiss Bobby felt Jessie’s aroused pussy press against his thigh, he pushed back as she ground her dripping cunt against him, smearing his leg with her juices. Jessie broke the kiss, pushing herself up so she sat straddling his thigh, her hair hung loose around her head, looking like a halo as it caught the morning sunlight that streamed through the window.Looking her, marvelling at her beauty, he watched as she moved to straddle his hips and reaching down guided his erection. When I had finished she took a towel and dried me, as she did so I could see that her nipples were hard and poking through the soft wool of her cardigan.When she had finished rubbing me down she said “Well what do you say?”“Thank you.” I replied.Thank you what?”“Thank you Aunty Barbara.”It was the first time I had called her Aunty Barbara in that sort of situation and I felt a bit silly but I could see how it had turned her on. She took my hand again and led me into her bedroom, then sat on the.