Tammy is in a pair of pink, and white stripped panties, and her old flannel. I ask her if she would like to smoke so we head up to her room. While pac...ing the bowel she leaves the room, and comes back with some beers she took from her dad. So here we are. 1/2 dressed, and fucked up laying around on her bed with the thunder rolling outside, and the room lit by candle. I bring up the issue of her walking in on us (the X and I) having sex. I was telling her that she knew what she was doing when. Ainsi avoir l'occasion de refaire du shopping avec la piquante petiterouquine ?tait trop tentant, et il ne cessa d'y penser jusqu'? la fin dela journ?e. Oh si seulement il avait pu avoir une petite amie commeM?lanie, ou si seulement les gens pouvaient croire ce soir que c'?tait sapetite amie, mais au fond de lui il savait que les gens penseraient sansdoute qu'ils ?taient simplement deux copines en train de faire lesboutiques.Le soir venue ce fut donc sa seconde s?ance shopping avec M?lanie,. He stood up to give me full access, now pushing his back into my chest. This allowed me to release his pants as my tongue explored his ear. “I’ve been dreaming of this since you first showed up here, you hot fucker!” He groaned again just as my hand found its way inside his pants. No superfluous layer of fabric to impede my progress. My suspicion bore out: the boy was going commando!I grasped his half-hard cock in my fist and hauled it out of his pants, which without its mass to hold them in. I backed up and pulled in near the pile of stuff.Just then two kids looked out the open door. They looked concerned and scared at my intrusion into their little world. I would say the oldest kid, a girl, was maybe ten and the boy might reach seven or eight. "Hi, is your Dad here?"The boy shook his head no. Then he turned and went out of sight. "Mom, somebody's here."A woman appeared, standing in the bedroom doorway. She was dressed in too-large jeans and a flannel shirt. There was a big smudge.