As he looked into my eyes and we both tried to catch our breath, my hand moved down to his lap, making his presence known by the palm rubbing against ...he obvious bulge in his jeans."Can I do something for you, baby?" I asked and my other hand moved up to run through his hair.When he spoke, it was a low, gruff whisper. "Anything you want..." His eyelids fluttered when my palm rolled against the bulge again.Normally, an answer like that would be enough to make me tear his jeans off and ride that. . and I am, too." Look, baby," Earl said, sitting down beside his wife, "if there's one thing living with your mother, and not having her kick me out on my ass, all these years has taught me, it's that most times, no matter how good feeling righteous is, if you're mistaken in your righteousness, it honestly does feel better to admit it than to hold on to a lie."And as your mother is never wrong..." Bullshit, Earl," Kissie said, inerringly elbowing him in the ribs despite her blindness. "I'm. He visited my house several times on his way to work to give me a thorough groping. A few times leaving me standing there with my panties pulled down, my bra unfastened and a huge hardon as he hugged me goodby on his way to work. He always had the biggest bulge in his pants during our doorway visits. He told me he would jack off in his car after our visits. One morning I met him at the doorway naked wearing just high heels. I was soo hard! I asked him if I could try something. He said ok. I. Me being the little innocent girly slut, showing the boys my lips and my panties. I was sure didn?t really want that though. It was all Mrs Lacey?s fault for putting me in panties. I?m no slut, I was positive. I?m definitely not gay. Was I?I had to get up and get ready for the school day. I didn?t really want to go. I felt so drained. But I dragged myself to the shower, ready for another boring day. When I got there, I noticed my Mum had just used it. She still had all the make up on the.