"Huh...amazing service...well yeah we do what do you want me to do then..i could suck it you if you..want" charlie still stumbled over words with that...massive cock laying on her "unless you want my pussy instead" I want both if iam honest~" he said with a smile as his cock would be touching charlie lips already as it was throbbing a lot "so what are you waiting for cutie~? I can take the initiative if you want but i start very rough just to let you know~ i hope you don't mind if iam rough with. My name is Karen Shepard and I was fourteen at the time. We had just moved here three weeks before from the city where I had been born and lived all my life. There we had a nice three bedroom house on a nice quarter acre lot in a nice neighborhood in a nice suburb. Nothing unusual, just a typical middle class American life. When my dad got the promotion and we had to move here, he and Mom decided they would like a place more in the country. They found one. Here we lived in a slightly older. She looked up at him, seeing the look of agony and pleasure over every inch of his face, his chest drawing in quicker and quicker breaths, the skin around his neck now flush with arousal. She looked right at his eyes as she took in a bit more, his eyes closing just the tiniest bit more. He was getting closer and closer, her bringing him to the edge then easing him back slightly, until he couldn’t know which stroke might be the one that pushed him over. He thought he was good enough for a few. I reply, “If it’s too hot, just take the towel off.” “I can’t do that! Are you crazy, what if someone comes in?!” “No one is going to come in, you know how empty is on Friday evenings! And you don’t have to take it completely off, just lay it in your lap.” You look at me as I’m an idiot, then something changes in your look and you get a naughty smile on your lips. With a confident movement of your hands, your breasts jump free as your towel drops to your lap. My eyes must have popped in.