In reply I simply pulled down and stepped out of my underpants. "Well loooookie here," began Riley. "Someone wants to throw their two cents into the ...onversation." "We don't care what you have to say mister, go home," Kate said. I sighed, sensing they could go on a lot longer than I could, and put my underpants back on, and went over to sit on the couch. "That's what I thought," they said in unison. I shook my head and sat down on the open cushion of the couch, which happened to be beside. "That makes me want them more..." I added as I breathed down Michelle's neck. I went forward and forcefully kissed her lips. Her lips were so soft and her lipgloss tasted like cherries. She started to tense up and frowned at me when I pulled back. "Stop! I'm going to tell mom when she gets home!!" Michelle threatened as she tried to push me away. I smirk at her and I feel her muscles weaken. "I'll tell mom that her precious angel isn't what she thinks." I retorted back and a puzzled expression. I looked down at her smiling, and she reached up to my neck with both hands and pulled me to her and kissed me, parting her lips to insert her tongue into my mouth and I kissed her back letting our tongues dance together. I broke the kiss and unhooked her arms from around my neck and told her ‘that’s it, we can’t go any further’ realizing that my guess was quite wrong, she definitely was experienced at least to some degree.She must have thought about it, not saying anything, I rose up from my. .... she thought he might be gay because of a drunken night she walked in on. This made me want to fuck her like the tequila nights of our early sexcapades. So the night moves on and another one of her alcoholic girlfriends (lets call her drunky) comes over and starts to shotgun beers with her and her husband. I just pound a few beers as the hours wear on cuz in my mind Im thinking how to get us alone for a quickie. Maybe i can say we're going for food. I turn to tell her this and notice her.