He looked at his youngest sister, and asked “Abby, mind passing Izzy some napkins, help a brother out?”As it was it seemed that movie night was ov...r, mom had retreated upstairs, and it looked like Abby was finished as well. As Abby handed them napkins, Alex glanced at the door Riki had left through wondering if he had indeed pushed it too far. He would have to catch up with his step-mother, but he was going to let her simmer down some.Also, first things first, before Izzy could escape. But she tried to quash her concerns: Hell, I’m having a drink with a flirty ex-student. He’s a good nine years out of school. As long as I know there’s nothing slipped in my drink, what’s the big deal? The final phrase she made her mantra, till Jared had delivered Max and Gretchen their beers and secured a separate table where he could shoot the breeze with his ex-history teacher unimpeded. “You know I really should be mad at you for that performance earlier on,” she said before slinging an arm. Then, as we were leaving, we were stopped about halfway down for the brake check? The attendant pointed that instrument at our front wheels and told us to wait a while for the brakes to cool before continuing. You could see the heat shimmering from the brakes, even with you putting the transmission in second to help hold back all the way. When I saw those red-hot brakes, they really got my attention. I am never going up that road again." Well, I'm not going to tell you what my phobia is." Oh,. I could tell. As I moved my fingers under my panties I saw him squirming, more now, and I studied him. Studied my prey.I eased my panties down. I eyed that cock I would soon mount. I though how helpless he must feel, unable to speak, to see. Knowing he was about to be fucked like an object."You wanted me to use your mouth," I hissed, leaning over, brushing my lips over his ear. "And I am."*****To torture him, more, I moved my wet fingers under his nose. I held him still with my other hand, a.