Slathering the lube over my cock and then working my finger around her perfect puckered back door, I gently slip my finger inside and start to move it... gently in and out.Janice is silent, other than a rather perfect sound of her heavy breathing as she gets used to my finger. She likes this. I like this. What is it with bottoms?After a few minutes of this gentle work, I change to my thumb to increase the pressure - her breathing reacts just as I'd hoped and extends to a groan - my cock feels. I panicked. I looked around for Goliath. He wasn’t here.It was a family party. I watched every move Bobby made. He would go from one table to the other, greeting his family members, joking and smiling with everyone. I watched and waited for my chance. Without Goliath protecting him, Bobby was easy prey.It was late, almost midnight. Bobby embraced and kissed his mother on the cheek. With his father, it was only a hand gesture. He started to walk towards the exit, I followed him. When he was. My hands caressed his back and his hands slid over to my front and cupped around my breasts. Max stroked my breasts through my sweater and his hands went under my clothes and pulled down my bra so that he could play with my nipples. I moaned and writhed on the sofa as I could feel my pussy tingle. I took off his shirt and teased him back, caressing his flat yet hairless chest and pinched his nipples lightly. Max whined, and got back at me by moving his lips down to my breasts. I held onto his. You can’t help being cute, you’re like a little hairless kitten. Whenever I see you, I just want to lift you off the ground and squeeze the life out of you.”“Well, I’m glad to know that you have at least some self-control,” he grumbled.He felt her gigantic arm wrap around his shoulders, her hand draped across his chest. It almost looked like that of a bear, but with longer, humanoid fingers. Her pink pads were spongy and soft, while the wet fur was downy and silky, like a loofah. She was.