His hand wandered back down her thigh and hovered tantalizingly near her sopping wet pussy. As it got closer, she felt his thumb come to rest right on...her asshole while the rest of his hand ran straight down her vulva, his index finger ending right at her clit. He started moving his hand, his thumb massaging her back door while his index finger flicked playfully at her clit. With his other hand, he let go of her hair and reached under her chest for her breast and pawed at it. She started to. A loud car drove by, which interrupted the moment. Chris said, "let's go to a bedroom and carry this on."I followed hiim, and saw he oddly went into his younger sister's Alena's bedroom. Alena is the middle child. I always had a secret crush on her."Put this on, I've always wanted to do a girl in one of those school uniforms," he said, with our high school's skirt that girls were required to wear in his hand."Ugh," I said as I hesitated, thinking this is so bizarre. But I actually loved it and. “Give us the bottle and put it on his tab,” he told the bartender. Joe handed him the bottle, not looking to me for permission.This man familiarity with having his way was oblivious. The marine stood, walked to a booth, turned back to me, and pointed to one side of the booth. Standing like a statue, he locked his dark eyes on me. I just sat there, I guess trying to show him I didn’t take orders.“Here, now,” he said as he snapped his fingers. He sat down and put my bottle in the middle of the. I could clearly notice a specific pattern in them. Out of five, three of his virtual friends seemed to be much senior to him, almost falling into my age group and remaining two were also older to him. I scanned through his complete mailbox, searching for earlier mails from same sender.Luckily, my son had preserved all the messages received from his pals. From his older mails, I could trace the naked pictures of three more friends of my son. It was interesting to know that my son's pals were too.