Tom s DiaryChapter 22
Friday, April 5, 2002 Elizabeth woke me up, her hand on my erection, a firm stroking grip that reminded me of Jenny's abilities in that arena. Thinking that led me to places I didn't want to go; however Elizabeth was a lot more determined than I was dissuaded. "Are you getting close?" she whispered in my ear. "Getting there!" I was too, in spite of distractions. Elizabeth giggled. "Then it's my turn." She rolled away, sat up, shedding a pair of panties quickly. "Where's...