Let her continue

Lauren's hand began to work up and down my stiff penis as I became hotter and hotter with lust. She played with it every which way, grinding her hand into it, rubbing it up and down, pinching the head. Oh, it was fantastic.

"Lauren!" Debbie called out. I jerked up in my seat. Oh shit! Now we were caught! "I asked you to pass me the salt twice already!"

False alarm, that was close. She took her hand off me for a second to grab the salt and pass it, then resumed her erotic ritual. I felt like I was plateauing a bit because of the interruption, allowing me to regain composure.

"So, do you have a special lady in your life right now?" Scott asked me. I was a bit taken aback by such a probing question.

"Ummm, no."

Rub, rub, rub, rub, rub.

"Ah well, that's too bad. One of the joys of growin' up, eh?"

Rub, rub, rub, squeeze, rub, rub, rub.

"You could say so. I sort of have my hands full right now."

Rub, rub, stroke, rub, rub, pinch.

"I'm sure you do, son, I'm sure you do."