“Don’t you do it?”
“With my little brother in the next room? Are you smuggling pencil erasers in your bra, or were you just happy to see me?”
She pulled her legs up to her chest, hugging them, and looked embarrassed. Milf sex “Hey, hey,” I soothed, sitting down beside her. And then, as soon as I realized that, I recognized something else. I mentally heaved a sigh of relief. I felt her first fingers align with my bra, then follow it in. Are you smuggling pencil erasers in your bra, or were you just happy to see me?”
She pulled her legs up to her chest, hugging them, and looked embarrassed. “Mom says nobody in the house but you and me.” And I was going to stick to that. “Damn right they did.”
We laughed and dug in. “Do you want to take it off for me?”
I felt and heard her breathing quicken. You’re almost there.”
“Amy… Oh my God, Amy!”
“Just relax, just let it happen.”
She wasn’t forming words at this point, only incoherent, high-pitched
