"You're ... you're kind of hanging out, there, sweetie," he mumbled."Oh, my god!" Jessica opened her eyes wide in a pretended look of surprise as she ...lanced down at herself. But she made no movement to close her legs. "I guess I forgot to wear panties, didn't I? How awful. I'm just sitting in front of you like some hot little slut, aren't I?"Albert chuckled nervously. They were silent for five long seconds. Jessica didn't change her position. She smiled at the formidable-looking erection. The scent of her perfume filled the air mixing with the smell of the beer.God she was hot!!!A black tight fitting knee length dress and black boots adorned with straps and buckles really set her off. I tried so hard not to look but her dress clung to her narrow figure so beautifully and I couldn't keep my eyes off her. I was allowing myself that guilty pleasure of what it would be like to possess her when I felt that familiar straining in my jeans and I knew I had to sit down fast or face. Mr. Wilson hooked his forefinger into the crotch of her damp panties and pulled them to the side, uncovering her warm swollen pussy which was lightly decorated with short reddish-brown curly hairs. Leaning his head forward, he teased her puffy lips with his tongue. Sarah’s thighs spasmed around his neck. “Mmmm. . . Take my panties off,” Sarah murmured. Mr. Wilson slipped off the young woman’s panties while taking turns kissing each thigh. He pressed down on her clitoris with his thumb, while. Then, probably gaining confidence in our situation, she began to tell me about him, a tall, sandy haired boy in her class, and how nice he was and handsome, and all that. Then she stopped, stuck. In the past I had jumped in and attempted to pick up the conversation with my daughter. It had been a mistake then, and would have been a mistake now. This time I was alert and wise enough to let the silence drag out until she found words to say it. ‘He asked me for a date for tomorrow evening to a.