During the course of our making out she ended up on my lap, where she could no doubt feel my steel-hard erection pulsing against her sweet little butt...“Wanna go upstairs?” She whispered in my ear. Her hand was gently rubbing my cock through my pants. “Damn,” I muttered. This little minx got hotter quicker than any girl I had ever been with. Unfortunately this late in the evening I was sure the few bedrooms in the house already held couples (or more!) fucking away. Luckily I had a quick Plan. "Did she make you clean your room?" Yeah! She's got that instinct," Jody giggled. "She needs like ten kids or something." That would be a lot of kids." No shit!" Jody said, digging through her dresser. "Here. This'll be cool." What's that?" I wondered and then I was trying to catch a pair of pants. Like pink sweat pants, sorta, except they were pretty small."Put those on," she told me, opening her beer with a snick! and smiling at me."Why? What's wrong with my jeans?" You look like a total. It gets a lot colder in thecity." I didn't pick this out. I didn't pick any of this." Jessica wasstruggling to hold back her frustration."Here, let's go home and talk. Get you out of public, relax a little. Myparents are going out for a bit so we can talk."Jayne signaled down a cab, they hoped in and headed for her apartment.The whole ride Jessica uncomfortably shifted in her seat, crossing anduncrossing her legs in an effort to feel normal. With every shift shefelt the fabric of her panty. Hours worth." Karen began to slowly, and playfully run her fingers through her nephew's sweaty hair. "Hours of mommy, fuCKing," she over-pronounced the -CK- in fucking, "suCKing, cumming, screaming, and moaning." Karen smiled at him sweetly. "Is that what you want to see? Hmm?" "Fuck yeah I want to see it." Brad's imagination was running wild, imagining what the tapes were going to show. He'd heard her fucking through the walls before when she would bring guys home from the bar every now and.