I pulled my hand away, blushed and tried to leave. He put his big hand around my throat and spat "where do you think you're going?" your chocking me" ... managed to say.He forced me down on to my knees. "you want to fuck around with anyone in this house you have to go through me first understand" Again I didn't understand but I nodded anyway. "I don't mind if you wanna fuck your aunty Peggy but you have to ask my permission first. Now what kind of man would I be if I let any little squirt come in. I was watching my own hand going up and down on his cock when I felt John’s hand go to under my chin again. John picked my face up and he turned it toward his face.He leaned down and I leaned up as we once again locked into a kiss. My hand was still pulling at his cock as we kissed deeply. My body was on fire as I shoved my tongue back into his mouth. John’s tongue flicked wildly at mine as it entered his mouth. We French kissed as I jacked his cock with my hand.I broke our kiss as I wanted my. . Yes. Saturday. 19 Queen Street. It says 'Hollister – Eyre.' No. I'm serious. My fiance's father is Gordy Hollister ... Calm down ... Okay. Do you know where Green Gourmet is? On King? Okay. 15 minutes." She looked at me. "Get re-dressed, we're meeting Gordy. He's quite excited." I'll bet."Gordy was already waiting. A year younger that I was; about the same height. "You must be Patrick, I know that's Rachel." Too right, Gordy." We clasped hands."I'm really glad to meet you." And I'm glad. ” I said.“Okay, Marcela. Since you thought it was so hilarious, now you get to go.” She looked at me sort of puzzled. I knew Belinda wouldn’t want me to see her best friend naked and Marcela probably didn’t want me to see her naked either, so I made an amendment. “Okay. Since I’m not allowed to see you naked, you can keep your underwear on, but once you get to the mailbox, you have to do ten jumping jacks.” Belinda immediately started laughing.“What?” Marcela whined. “That’s not fair!”“Sure it.