I know she felt it. I forced myself to look away, and directed my attention to my mom. Desi xxx It worked perfectly. ‘That’d be great Rach!” I replied enthusiastically as I ran around to the driver’s side, and, throwing my towel in the back, hopped in, my dick bouncing nicely. We would on occasion give each other a friendly shove. Round, and perky, they stood proud with no crease underneath, and little dark pink nipples the size of an eraser. Now here was something to take my mind off “other things” and hopefully banish the monster in my jeans. The ride started of uneventfully; the neighborhood streets were deserted this early on a Saturday, although I thought I saw Rach look at my right leg once. Several minutes passed, or maybe several seconds, or possibly a month, then the hair dryer turned off and she walked straight away from the computer.
