The light was still between us, and I had mastered the trick of keeping my eyes open only a little, but why had he stopped? XXX He would surely be so disappointed. “Tara!” he urged as my eyes adjusted to the dim light. Had he seen me? “Well, I hope you feel better soon. Could I get him to look at me like that? The lamp above the futon on which we lay shone down on Claire as Theos large hands squeezed and groped at her flesh, tugging and pinching her nipples. What was he doing? I was not brave enough to reach a hand down my own pants, but I craved his touch, and my own heat and moistness felt overwhelming as I played enviously with my own boobs.
