He took her hand in his and kissed it gently."You need not speak of it if it is too painful..."She quietly silenced his words with a determined shake ...f her head."No, I am the opera ghost no longer. I am through with mourning my father's death and I have promises to keep. While I have not thought this through, I believe I have honored at least one of my oaths to my Angel of Music by marrying you, Erik."Her face flushed and she stumbled over her words as she rushed to speak them."However, my. Then she used her other hand to gather some of her wetness and used it to lubricate his shaft as she wanked him off with her other hand. The smell of her own musk mixed with his was almost enough to make her cum on the spot. The taste as she took him back into her mouth was exquisite. A complete union of the two of them. She raised her head and then took care to clean all of their juices from the whole length of his shaft, all the while massaging his balls and occasionally gently probing the. My hands squeeze onto them, massaging them over and over, feeling a rush of delight. Your hands go through my hair, making me feel so safe yet ecstatic.I remove my undershirt, and pull you in, pressing your bare chest onto mine. The car windows are getting steamy now, as we continue to make out. I pull your hair, exposing your neck, and kiss it, and nibble it here and there. Blood is rushing to my dick and I feel it throbbing. You can feel it too, so you reach down, undo my jeans, and take them. There was dead silence when Jenn drove and luckily it was only a five-minute drive to Justin's. Her mind went over the numerous possibilities and sought avenues of escape. Nothing concrete formed in her mind but there was one fact that gave her hope. She was an adult and much older than Justin which should enable Jenn to outwit the young teenager.That glimmer of hope quickly disappeared when the car came to a stop in front of the house. "Take your panties and bra off right now. You won't be.