I was excited that I now had my own car ... and a really nice one too. I was happy that Mom and Dad would have enough money that they didn't have to w...rry about anything for a long time. I was glad Pam's and my college fund was topped up and wouldn't run short, even if the fees did go up every year. I was sad, though, that my Grandad has passed away and left my Nana on her own when she couldn't cope by herself. For all their money, he hadn't made any plans for this to happen. It was something. "Oh, Ann..." Kyle kissed me again and his hands were moving, one sliding up and down my back, while the other moved beneath me, searching for my tender breasts.Kyle massaged my tits through the heavy cotton of my shirt and I didn't mind. It felt good and brought my nipples to almost painful attention. I was flashing hot and cold all at once and I sucked his tongue into my mouth. He fumbled with the buttons on my shirt, but managed finally to get two or three undone, giving him plenty of room to. Obviously neither knew of her Harreden heritage, or at least the fact that bullets won't hurt a Harreden because of their tough skin. Sure it might seem soft upon touch, a human would be hard pressed to know the difference. The problem was that Harreden could instinctively harden themselves while in danger. Even when caught by surprise they would hear the report of a gun firing in time to prepare themselves automatically. Theoretically she could choose to override that instinct, but what. “Oh, but I’m not tired yet. I want to run my hands through that blonde hair of yours, kiss those juicy lips and sit on your big cock,” she slurs seductively. “Aunt Penny?” Jack asks bewildered. “You’re drunk, you aren’t thinking clearly.” Penny takes a daring step towards him and snakes her hand down to his pants, moving too quick for him to react. “Who cares?” she asks seductively, caressing his erection. “I can tell you want me, you’re hard.” “I uh...” “Shhh,” she purrs as she continues to.