“Yeah. I’ll let him know you’re on your way. Thanks, doll.” Jeri kissed Jillian’s cheek then turned and kissed Heather’s cheek. “Don’t...hurt the poor boy, Crucio.” Jeri chided Heather. It was a long running joke between them. Jeri insisted Heather was a Crucio. A walking, talking incarnation of torture because of the way men fell at her feet. Heather winked then purposely shook her ass for Jeri as she returned to Jillian’s car. Luckily, DJ’s mom didn’t live far. After only a few miles they were. Feelingemboldened by this act of courage I gently worked my hand down lower andever so carefully let it rest against her t-shirt covered crotch. God atthat time I would have done anything to have her shirt ride up so I couldhave run my eager fingers against her panties but no such luck.Once again I felt horny and frustrated, I wanted so badly to stick myhand down her panties to bring her off or better yet use her hand bring meto climax. Again not cause I had any romantic feelings towards. More

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