I told her to just lay back for a few minutes and relax while put my oil away and gather up the two cushions, my cock was now hanging as I stood by th... table looking at her with her eyes closed and taking deep breaths. “How do you feel?” I asked as I ran my fingers lightly over her body. “Absolutely wonderful” came the reply and a big smile appeared on her face.I handed her robe to her so she could get dressed and she watched me clear the table and put the rest of my stuff together and I could. “Shit!!” I thought to myself. “My friend bought it, it’s hers,” I said trying to come up with an excuse. Chang takes the liquor bottle out of the bag. He reaches in the bag and looks at the receipt. “This was bought on a credit card. Who’s card?” he asked. “It was my friend’s credit card.” My father took the receipt and read it. “No, this is Kait’s credit card. The one we gave her for emergencies.” He looked at the detective. “Kaitlyn, you are under the legal drinking age. How did you get this. He made a ‘no’ noise when she started to massage the head with her tongue, knowing that would send him over the edge. So she very, very slowly sucked it into her throat, her nostrils spreading very wide, as though to help, and at the same time suck his man-smell deep into her. She didn’t stop until her lips were against his body burrowed in curling hair, her chin against his balls. To lock him to her, she slid her left hand around and under his balls, letting her long middle finger press firmly. While I wasn’t a serious guitar player, I most definitely knew about the quality guitars Samantha was referring to in her offer. She just smiled up at me for a few seconds as I stood there lost for words.Finally, she gently drilled me in my left shoulder with one of her punches and said, “Come on. We have about 15 minutes ‘til music starts and my Bronco isn’t too far from the back doors, here.”I was grinning like an idiot as I hustled to catch up with the fast moving redhead. I figured she was.