He went to work slowly and methodically, lifting my skirt up and sliding my panties down - just enough to expose the important parts. I heard his fly ...nzip behind be and then a gentle and determined pressure against my anus. A brief intermission for lube, and then another and slowly the walls of my manhood began to give way. The damn had been breached and I was skewered there on the sofa. They don’t call it a compromising position for nothing. There’s really no way to fight back. My arms were. ” I said. She smiled. “That good to know Buck.” She said.Olivia Mom was wearing a very tight brown knit shirt; the top two buttons were open. She was also wearing super tight jeans and some white tennis shoes on her little feet. She was just slightly taller than her daughter. “How tall our you? My oldest son is almost six foot. He lives with my ex down in Texas.” She said. “About 6ft 4. Depends on the size of my shoes I might be wearing that day.” We both laughed.I almost made her. The cock he held was six inches and he touched every inch lightly. He began lowering my underwear and jeans and I lifted my bottom to assist. I was totally exposed to this stranger and my cock twitched as another drop of precum spilled from my slit. He took my hand and brought it down to my cock. It felt as hard and as hot as a poker that had been left in a fire. He moved my hand up and then down and then repeated it once again. He lifted his hand and whispered, "Don't stop."My hand went up and. "Let me grab my jacket."As soon as Freddie had left the room Sam opened a barrage of questions. "I thought you said he was creepy? A potential stalker?"Shelby shrugged. "People change. He's not the same guy who ate the raisins off the toast anymore. He's grown up a lot."Carly looked at the others in the room. "Maybe we all have."Nods were exchanged. Freddie came back into the room and he and Shelby left. Carly noticed something as the door closed but refrained from saying anything. Instead she.