It was tight, and the shirt left no question that she wasn’t wearing a bra, outlining and accentuating every curve straight down to her hips. This w...s not his shirt. Did it belong to the other woman? Nevertheless, it fit, and it made her feel damn sexy, something she hadn’t felt in a very long time. Heck, they weren’t even hers and she felt kinda naughty. The pants, however, were another matter, as she realized she threw her panties into the hamper. Not willing to embarrass herself, she decided. Robby reached around and unclasped the lacy bra holding her in, then as he cupped and held her tits with one hand, slid the other down into her stretchy blue jeans, to slip inside her matching lace panties and fondle the cheeks of her ass. Heather moaned, her eyes tightly shut, as Robby took her to the brink of orgasm.Suddenly she stiffened in Robby’s arms, her eyes snapping open, as she froze in terror as she heard a child wandering around at the top of the stairs. She pulled her head back,. Her clit trembled and throbbed between my lips. Both of us groaned over and over, pressing our bodies as hard together as they would go. ‘Mmm-mmm … mm-hmmm!’ She collapsed heavily onto me when the last twitch of my cock subsided, keeping it in her mouth even though she had to huff like a train through her nose to get enough breath. Her sweat rolled down my body and her musky sex-gloss coated my lips and chin. I was panting too hard to tell her how good it had been. Eventually, she pulled her. Another moment later and I found out why."You have to knock, Gail!" he informed her, and I stepped aside as he carried her to his door and deposited her gently outside of it. He was dripping wet and wearing a towel that was in the process of falling off his narrow, pale, right hip before he caught it."But Rory's here," Gail said innocently and I managed to get my eyes on Seth's face and away from everything else just as his eyes widened and he turned his head in my direction, pushing back his.