"Well, as Tony the Tiger would say, Chris was GRRRRREAT!"We all laughed, and of course Sis had to have a piece of pie and a cup of hot chocolate, and ...she sat there yakking till finally Mom said good night and went upstairs. Damn! Damn! Damn! There went my chance! Would I ever get another one?In just a few minutes Sis went to bed also. I went into the living room and sat down on the sofa in the semi-darkness, with just the dim light from a street lamp coming in through the window. God! If we had. "Jimmy Lemieux? Right. He's such a prick. The first day he was here, I saw him in the building and he just walked by like he barely knew me. It was right when I met Richard." You know him then?" Oh yeah, we played in a brass quintet in DC. He had a crush on me for a while, too. Kept asking me out." Oh." I never went for it, though. He thinks he's god's gift to the trumpet." Is he not very good?" No, he is. He's one of the best trumpet players I've ever heard. But he doesn't have to act like. We laughed a little, just not knowing how to get things going. It was awkward to say the least.I reached over above the covers and started slowly stroking Greg's legs and chest, staying away from his member.Greg closed his eyes and rested his head further back on the pillow. I kept slowly moving my hand around his cock until I saw the tee-pee it was starting to make under the bed sheet. It was fighting to stand fully. I reached over and pulled the sheet down, slowly. So slowly, because my. You haven’t even paid for these yet and they are already all wet.’ ‘Please, spank me some more. I’ve never been this turned on in my life. Please.’ Sliding his other hand around her front and cupping her right breast, Graham continued to spank Jennifer while stroking her breasts first through the cotton top and then easing the top up to allow her breasts their freedom, he stroked the nipples and gently fondled each breast. Jennifer responded with little moans and began to grind herself against.