"I can't wait to get home and relax!" She turned her back to me. We stood there. She waved backwards and swallowed more schnapps. She waved again, imp...tiently, and I finally figured it out. She wanted me to unzip her Sunday-go-to-meetin' dress. I had fumble-fingers but eventually I got it down. She stepped out of it and kicked it at her closet door, then faced me, a seductive smile in her eyes. Suddenly, she didn't seem so plain. She was wearing a pink cotton matching bra-and-panties set. Her. She was sure that the thirteen-year-old had been watching her change her clothes, shower, and even sit on the toilet to change her tampon.Beverly had never been fucked by a fifteen-year-old, not even when she was thirteen.Her panties were wet when she got the phone call telling her to come out to his car. Once again he drove off before Beverly could close the door or get her seatbelt on.She smiled when he turned off the highway and went into the forest. Thanks to Donna she knew enough to bring. Jack wiped the palms of his sweaty hands against his pants and cleared his throat quietly. He took a step forward and said, ‘Dad?’ His father looked up from the papers. ‘Yeah, Son?’ ‘I, uh… I need to tell you something.’ His father set the paper down on the table and pulled out a chair. He indicated it and said, ‘Well, come on! Sit down and tell me what’s on your mind!’ Jack took the offered seat and cleared his throat again. ‘I, uh, I think that… I’ve been thinking about the things that you. Soon, he grunted really loud and he almost collapsed onto her little body. I could see his cum running out of her pussy, flowing around his cock that was still in her. After a brief rest, he pulled his cock out of her well fucked pussy. He stepped back a little bit and told her to clean his cock up. He told her to get on her knees and suck him clean. She turned and slid down on her knees in front of him. She never saw me because he was so much taller that she was. I could not really see her.