I had to come clean.I told him that he had heard at least half of the conversion what I spoke on the phone and they were struck at some workshop and t...e last words, Mena had said to me were to drop you back at your home when you wanted to go. Suddenly he relaxed and I got encouraged; not to stop especially now, when I had him ready for me physically, sexually and even spiritually. My big hard on was almost ready to tear out of my jeans.“I think it would be a great fun to take the risk; even if. "Billie still looked scared, "What do we do now, Abbi? He will wake up sometime. What will he do?"Abbi's anger was now driving her and she looked around the room. Her old softball bat was in the corner and an idea blossomed in her mind."Billie, go home. I will be okay now. I will take care of everything. Go home and this never happened. Mom and I will take care of it. Say nothing to anyone. It never happened." But he will try again when he wakes up." No, he won't! Now leave and never tell. After a few seconds..."FFFUUCCKKK!" cried out Lynne having an orgasm.I pumped and pumped, and it wasn't long before the sound of my crotch spanking her ass cheeks and seeing her dangling tits swaying back and forth was making me ready to blow my load. "I'm going to cum!" I cried out."Cum on my tits," she said.I pulled out. Lynne sat on the floor, leaning against the Futon cushion. I walked over on my knees and straddled over her crotch. Lynne grabbed my cock and started jerking me off."AHHHH!". This was fucking weird and I felt as dirty as a woman could, as I stretched out in my chair and run my hands down my breasts and tummy, my hand curving into my crotch, and I began masturbating on the wooden chair.In less than a minute I had gone from a relaxing cup of cappuccino, to looking at a delivery guy standing on a porch next door, daring him mentally to look to his left and see me frigging my cunt, 'Please look, Please look', I dared, as both my legs were raised and settled on the table.