More what? I said, trying to concentrate. Cum. You said I could some more. Yes, I guess did. OK, I guess so. I pulled off my shirt, pants and underwea...r. I spread my legs, and she knelt between them, leaning over my dick. Will you take off your shirt again? I asked cautiously. OK, she said. She took off her shirt, and said, Can I just get naked too? I quickly nodded yes, and watched as she pulled off her pants. She put her hands on the sides of her little panties, but hesitate. Its OK, I. The conversation would stutter, then stall, and they’d patiently wait until it was time for the kids to finish their play-date and they could all get on with the rest of the day. He looked to her. He saw the same disappointment stamped on her face. She wanted more, too. She wanted the same things he did. How do people do this? he asked himself. How do they get past all the pointless minutia, the fears, the wounds, the clutter? And then: a bell. No, it was a song. A simple children’s song rang. "Thanks for reminding me, you pervert!" retorted Barbara, as she rushed passed him back to the room. Still blushing, she dried herself and sat down on the bed naked, waiting for the scouts to return. Her mobile phone started to buzz which meant she'd got a message. Her mobile had 3 picture messages waiting for her. "Might as well check out the messages." she thought as she scrolled to the first picture message."Hi, my name is John, I have a large piece of meat, but it may be too big for you.. They told me about a club on the other side of the island, a little hole in the wall. I thanked them and headed up to my room.I went through my clothes and got out my favorite outfit. It screamed fuck me! I loved the attention I got when I wore it. A black leather mini skirtthat barely covered my round ass, and a black off the shoulders blouse that had an extremely low neck line. Well it was more of a breast line since it showed them off quite nicely. I had to wear a shelf bra when I wore that.