..they finally relented to their own gravity and started too drifted toward each other.DING.She moved out quickly, before the doors were even fully op...ened...she slipped out and into the hallway. He looked at her for a predatory moment, and then oozed out of the elevator himself. He pulled the keycard and they walked down the hallway. Maybe...maybe they'd just...have a drink and talk? Yea! That's it...night cap and conversation. That would be pleasant...There was the whir and click as the door. . Chapter1 Joe Bradley sipped hiscoffee as he watched the young mother and daughter intently. From his seat, two booths away, he couldjust make out the gist of their conversation, which was mostly idle chit chatdetailing a rather mundane afternoon. He was nearly ready to leave the quiet coffee shop when the two had comein and garnered his attention. Themother appeared to be in her mid 30s, and the daughter maybe 15. The resemblance between them wasundeniable, and they could easily have. He reached for thesoap lathered up and started to wash. Chuckling to himself as Lisareached his penis, hum, its more sensitive than I figured it would be.Once he was done he stepped out of the shower grabbed a towel and driedhimself off. Hanging the towel up to dry Lisa walked out of the bathroomnaked to the bedroom to grab a pair or sweats."Oh God, Lisa, please!" Andrew said looking over at him and quicklyturned away embarrassed."What, oh yeah sorry," Lisa apologized. Quickly opening up the. I tried to beat her to the punch, but she had her hands in the pits of my arms before I could fend her off. I responded by tickling her and before I knew it we had dropped to our knees and then we were both writhing on the floor, our fingers painfully probing at our most sensitive regions, and laughing outrageously. Her hands moved over my sides and chest, probing incessantly at my ticklish spots. When I managed to push her hands away from my upper body, she responded by tickling the inside of.