Gently, he used his finger tips to slide down the front of her body from her neck, to her chest, and then onto her breast, before reaching her belly. ...sing one finger to trace around her little button, he slid his fingers further south before coming to rest on the hem of her skirt. He kneeled in front of her and kissed her belly button as she placed her hands on his head and pressed his lips on her exposed skin. Again slowly, he held the hem of her skirt as he pulled it down. When it reached. . a zipper."Andy, seriously?" I heard my son say. "Now?" Why not?" Andy replied. "Your mom's not home. Doesn't talking about all this give you a hard-on?" Well yeah, of course, but ... Ah ... what the fuck, huh? Why not?"Then I heard a second zipper. Oh, fuck. My son was gonna take it out.Ten minutes later I had sneaked back out of the house and into my car. I waited a few minutes, then came back in the house, making a lot of noise this time and calling out to tell Robert I was home.He and Andy. More

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