When he was finished with that area of sensitivity, he quickly moved down to below her waistline and became acquainted with her gyrating mound and her...heated slit. She closed her legs around his hand trapping it like a scout captured on a mission to take new territory. His other hand was suddenly on her bottom. It seemed like a million years since a male hand was roaming about on her bottom with a nefarious intent. It was a bit scary and yet she welcomed it like a familiar stranger coming home. I sure know her better than you ever will." Angique just sat smiling. Paula went on, her face flushed with anger."I'm here for only one thing: to get Alicia out of here. This is no place for her. Take me to her, now or I'll leave and find other ways to get her out! Ways you won't like." She rose, but Angique's hand touched her arm, irritating her further."Don't you touch me!" she hissed. Angique brought up both hands in apology."Sorry," she said, smiling. "But I'm not sure that your leaving. " I couldn't," said Veronica. "He's my son." The son you have to put through college, and you've been breaking yourass for," said Betsy, walking over to him, lifting his chin and movinghis face."Mom, you don't actually think..?" Ray began to say, totally taken abackby all this as Miss Opal was staring at him."No, I do not, so and I won't, Betsy," said his mother, freaking out andwalking over, unzipping the back of the dress. "No, let's get you changedand all come to our senses." Just a moment.. Johnny laughed and agreed and pushed Amber onto her knees. Carlos leaned against the desk, lit a cigarette and watched.“Self-service, bitch,” Johnny ordered. Amber flushed red with anger; no one talked to her that way, but wanted to teach her aunt a lesson so she ignored him. Besides, she didn’t want to deal with Stephanie if she failed her mission.Amber unzipped Johnny’s jeans and worked her hand inside until she found his already hard cock. Amber gasped as she wrapped her hand around it..