Excuse me, madam, but you can't sleep in the sun. It may cause burns. I smiled at him, thanked him and got up. We talked for a while and I saw him ass...ss me with his eyes, look at my breasts and look down below my hips. I must admit that the visible interest of the young man clearly excited me and hard little nipples began to come out through the bra of the costume.The young man smiled at the sight and I got confused and, apologizing to him, went upstairs.In the evening it began to get crowded.. I'd been very stupid, and my reputation was at risk. In the South that reputation is everything. Krys, though, managed to come to my rescue. She called Mom, and my mother drove over to campus while she was in Baton Rouge for some Red Cross thing.First she greeted the women from the National Chapter, then finally spotted me when I got back from class. She had a textbook from the previous term in her hands."You left this at home," she said. "I had to come in to town, so I thought I'd swing by,. " Your slut Daddy, only yours." He takes hold of my pussy."This is MINE. Do you hear me? Mine. No one else's. Only mine." God yes Daddy, of course. Yours. Only yours!"Removing his hand, he slams into my opening. Taking hold of my hair again, he pulls me back to meet his thrusts. Getting harder and faster with each one. "Take your blindfold off baby and look at Daddy." I slide it off and turn around, looking him in the eye for only the second time since he came home. With his right hand in my. . Do you like hearing things like that, Father?” Bernie’s voice was hot and breathy now. Her prey was in her grasp, and she was playing with him: Jim knew it – but, though he had no idea why this woman had chosen to ambush him in this manner, he knew it was too late. He groaned, as he felt his cock stiffen further in his sweaty palm, felt his heart pound faster with excitement.“I’m sure we could have worked things out, Father. You know, I got quite used to the dirty talk – that was quite fun.