She lightly bit her lower lip as she dreamt of touching and kissing her Ms. Monroe look-alike off to her left. The tingle between her legs was becomin... more and more evident, and after some intense internal debate, she fought off the urge to touch herself. She turned her head to look and see that the woman to her left hadn't moved. She watched her breast rise and fall to the comfortable rhythm of her breathing. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.She opened her eyes and sat up, hugging. He vowed to himself that he would never do that to his mother, again. In fact, he was so caught up in the emotion that he swore not to jack off ever again. So he lay there with aching cock visualizing what he had done to his mother. ‘Where was he, why hadn’t he come in, yet’ she was thinking. She waited and waited…five minutes, ten minutes, twenty, a half hour still no Brian. Perplexed, she finally moved from her position, got off the bed and went to her door. She remembered the squeak and. More

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