I can feel that I am overly wet and have probably spotted the back of my skirt, but my hands are drawn to my aching button, which is begging to be ple...sed and teased. I see you grab a black tube and slowly descend it onto your throbbing cock. It must be a flesh-light because your movements become rhythmic, as if you are being fucked cowgirl style. I try to keep up the pace you have set, but my fingers know how to get me off all too well and I finish before you do. I sit in my car in awe as I. Frank was sitting on the couch, and he patted it, indicating that he wanted me to come over and sit down. I was a little worried but as I sat down he stood up and moved to the leather recliner that was pointed right toward the couch.“We need to talk about your living situation here Tiffany.”I nodded, I was afraid he was going to say that, but I sat there quietly for the moment, waiting for him to lead the conversation, he was the one who wanted to talk after all.“So, you know now that your mom. The next day I get up early but I was feared to go out of my room.If she say that to my mother it will be my end. But after some time knocked on my door and asked me to drop her to her office. We were going on bike she didn’t say anything about yesterday night and she didn’t get angry on me . But her style of sitting on bike changed she site like in front seat and so close to me that I can feel her boobs.I take it as a good sign and continued my night business as same for 3 four days, every. His office was neat and orderly. It held a new tower and 17" flat screen monitor, with an ink jet printer/scanner/fax machine combo. The computer items sat on a large computer desk affair that allowed for the printer to be in a roll out drawer and the tower to be under the desk. He had a nice ergonomic chair and some CD/DVD's in a shelf over the flat screen. The master suite had a queen size bed, 2 dressers and nightstand. The back bedroom had a single bed and a beat up four drawer dresser that.