“It’s been a long timesince that happened,” she whispered. “Whoever you are, you know what you’re doing.”“My...pleasure. What’s your name?”“No,” she said quickly. “Better if we don’t know.”“What if the lights come back on?”“If I see your face I’ll have to slap it for takingliberties. Besides, I don’t want to know how ugly youare.” I laughed softly. “I like your. Crouching down above the hole in her family room ceiling, I gave her a little of her own medicine back. "This hole is almost too small for this big cable," I said. "Oh wait, with a little force, it slides right in."By the time I went back over to crawl down out of the attic, I was dusty, sweaty, and still rock hard. I swung my legs down through the opening, and Keri grabbed my ankles to guide my feet to the chair. She must have been leaning in on purpose, because as I lowered myself down. He smiled but said nothing.Ann's mother asked me a million questions. Her father just continued to smile at Ann and I. He winked at us as we headed for the door. He then said, "have a good time."Ann was wearing her typical attire, a colorful blouse and snug fitting blue jeans. Her blouse seemed a bit too small. Ann's breasts were small, about the size of oranges. However, her tight blouse tended to show them off.During the 10 mile ride to town and the A&W, Ann sat near the passenger door. We. . but in that videos... the guy was always dominant and rough almost sadist. I watched video after video feeling kinkier and kinkier until I realize his presence behind me.“You like what you see?” - he asked with a smile across his face.“You dirty slut!”I was puzzle by his tone, shocked by his confidence, there it was a completely different man standing in front of me“Yes..., I like what I see” I answered trying to hold my confidence, I gave him a slutty face.He take the computer and sitted by.