“Come into the kitchen.” They follow her and take chairs around the white-legged kitchen table. Mrs. Fletcher goes to the refrigerator and pours ...hem some lemonade. She turns around and her tits are only partially covered. The boys are shaking slightly.“T-Thanks, Mrs. Fletcher. This tastes good.” You’re welcome, Bobby.”“Now, boys, what were you doing outside the fence while watching me sunbathe?”Bobby replies, “I am sorry we can’t say, Mrs. Fletcher.”“Well, I can guess- you were jerking off. Sam moved closer to me, almost hugging me, but with her head turned towards the screen so as not to give the game away. Another restrained moan drifted up to me. I started changing speed, sometimes going faster, sometime really slowly, all the while my cock was getting ready to burst. I decided to try something, so started to whisper to Sam, "I want you to focus, focus all the energy and feeling to one part of your body," I told her."Mmmmmmmm" came the response.I kept up the stroking, tickling. More

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