I grinned. The rest of the day crawled by. tube8 I grinned. There was no way Tiff couldn’t feel it, but her only response was to give out a contented little sigh and press herself more firmly into me. She relaxed a little and her mouth broke into a little smile. My left arm was underneath her, my right arm wrapped over her stomach (it feels silly to call something so flat a “belly”). I slid my right hand down to the g-string and slipped it underneath as she lifted her leg a little to help me get access and bit her lip to stifle a moan. For comfort. “Morning, Mom!” I heard her say, followed by some quieter chit-chat. I flipped her over again onto her back, pulled her legs straight and over my shoulders, and pulled her arms straight and down against the mattress, my hands and her wrists at the level of her
