I was getting hard again and I cupped my balls in my palm and slowly started to pump the shaft, still wet from her juices last night. I stopped stroki...ng – I was now rock hard – and came closer to her, slowly and lightly running my fingers on her soft and warm skin. God, she was turning me on again. She was lying on her belly and I lightly caressed her sexy back, along the spine, following with the tip of my hand the curve of her ass, reaching the hips to go on along the back oh her legs. As I. Purring softly she lowered herself back down slowly, keeping his cock in mind and being careful not to harm it further. His dick rested, well not really rested, more like stood at attention, behind her luscious tush, bucking back with every tense of his body, tapping her ass softly as if to tap out ‘please fuck me!’ in Morris Code. Amused, she would casually gyrate her hips, brushing her ass against his member with slow rhythmic turns as she tended to the wound she put on his neck moments. Each team had to pass the string up the leg of the first person and out the top of the shirt and on up the leg of the next until all four members were tied. Stan didn't take part and nor did one of the older women. Of course it was arranged boy girl, boy girl. Janet copped a feel of his cock as she passed the ball up his legs. Robert blushed. He was very shy with girls, except when he had to explain the workings of their PC to them.So the games went on. Twister. Blind Man's bluff. Pass the. The fact that we go to different schools and have different friends doesn't seem to affect our relationship negatively. Dad gets home from work and I alert him on my plans for the evening then go hop in the shower to make myself pretty and fresh for Grant. My boyfriend. Not Devin. My brother. Or so I tell myself.I finish shaving my legs and washing my hair when I hear a soft knock on the door. I shut the shower curtain and call out “Come in!” The door opens and closes and I listen for footsteps.