I finally asked her what she wanted."I figured we'd go get Shannon," Brandy said.I said okay, and I was moving towards her, ready to walk out the door...of my office when the unexpected happened."Kiss me," Brandy said."What?" I responded, absolutely shocked."Kiss me. Mean it. Kiss me like you mean it," Brandy said.And I have no idea what moved me to do it, but I moved up against her, took her hand, pushed her against the wall gently, steppedi nto her, pushed her hands down against her side, moved. Releasing a long held moan, I pant and squirm against him as best I can in my confined space between the bed and his body."That's my good little slut, take my cock, this is exactly where you belong, restrained and for my use, my favorite little fuck toy, mmm fuck" he growls and moans against my neck. He knows me too well. We both know what that does to me. Immediately I start moving my hips against his thrusts. Squeezing and milking his thick cock, cooing into his palm. I feel his muscles start. Her fingertip rounded the end of his engorged penis and felt the wetness of his excitement. She smeared it across its head and then traced her fingernail along the underside too. Clasping his balls in her hand she leant backwards, silently begging him to tease her nipples again. He needed no encouragement, with both finger and thumb of each hand ideally placed he repeated the action of moments ago that had caused such a response before. In one swift movement he turned her once more to face him,. Her mom replied several hours later. Atarah should have turned off the alert, as if a few more hours would make a difference, because the two of them had finally fallen asleep after another attempt at mating, only to be spoiled by their racing thoughts. Atarah was still groggy when she found more puzzles.First, mom didn’t understand Atarah asking the question, ‘What’s with the hair?’ Her mom had responded with ‘What’s with the bald?’.Anyway, she pushed that aside as the next information was.