.. His hands cupped my round buttocks. As he squeezed them, his thumbs pressed against my damp pussy lips, slipping between them. The silk gag muffled...my groan, a bit in protest and mostly in encouragement. I writhed beneath his strong hands, pressing myself harder against him. I could not help it. His weight lifted from my body, momentarily freeing my legs.Before I could react, I felt his hands on my hips, turning me over until my back was pressed against the bed sheets. I could feel the cord. It was a soft kiss, full of affection, and it stirred my blood again. Kissing Rory was such an illicit pleasure and could she kiss! Her lips moved, pressure, and she murmured, “Mmmm.”My heart was thumping when it ended. I grinned. “I taught you well, grasshopper.”Rory returned my grin, just more impish. “You need practice.” With a bright laugh, she let me go. “And I’m hungry. It’s lunch time. Want a sandwich?”Finally grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge, I asked, “What are you. Shaking my head and chuckling about the whole thing even as I wondered if I was making a mistake by not having made either move or comment. Especially once she had followed me outside. But, I hardly considered Main Street, in a small town like Willoughby Lake - where everyone's noses are buried up the asshole of everyone else's business - to be the proper place for such advances. Too many people knew her and some me, though lots less knew me than her. I hated the thought of providing fuel for. That's when I came into the conversation. Yeah mom, we won't remember. My mother wasn't having it and responded with. No way Jose! Come on k**s, get in the back. In a defensive voice I yell out... Why!? Cause were not staying here and watching this. You k**s are way too young to see this type of stuff.Oh come on mom. I won't remember... No! Now get in the back! And with a sigh and whine I say to myself, Awe man.... And get in the back like I'm told.As my father drives away. He is still trying.