I was much engaged in that yummy dish which she had hidden under the red kurta (to be frank, it was bigger than Judy’s). We finished our food and were busy with our conversation. Suddenly Sarah broke down into tears when we came into her personal life.I got up from my seat and sat next to her. I held her left palm into mine and started consoling her. She held my hand tightly and was weeping. I wiped her tears from her eyes and said that I am always there to help you. I put my right hand across her shoulder.I held her palm with my left hand. She laid her head on my shoulders. After a couple of minutes, I moved my right hand down towards the side of her right boob and kept my hand there. I slowly started to scratch her side boob with my index finger.I could feel the bra material and her soft spongy boob. She didn’t move a bit. I took my next finger and started scratching with my index and middle fingers. Then I kept all my other fingers and moved towards the front part. By index finger. Blushing, she replied, “Nothing,” and quickly turned over with her hand still clutching the softness between her thighs. She closed her eyes wanting desperately to return to her dream.“I saw what you were doing,” Mason huffed.“What?” she muffled into the pillow.“Playing with your innie,” he said and slapped her butt. “Now, get up before I give you a scolding, too.”Emily rolled over and obediently responded, “Yes sir, Officer Mason.”However, before heading downstairs to the kitchen, she made a bee line to the bathroom to dry her wet pussy and wash her sticky hand.Mason had his head in the refrigerator when Emily arrived, displaying more than just his naked behind, but giving her an excellent view of his balls dangling between his legs. He said he couldn’t find the eggs and didn’t know what to make for breakfast. She told him to sit down and went to look for them herself. The eggs weren’t in their usual spot and she had to bend all the way down to get them from the bottom shelf. Mason.
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