"Sensitive fellow, isn't he?" She teased, smiling while she extended her stokes from my knees on my inner thigh."Yes!" I squeaked pathetically begging...for her to take hold of my manhood,She stroked up my inner thighs, but this time kept going, her hands parting to caress my hips and then stop on my stomach. She brought her head low over my hardness and again looked me in the eye. Her eyes were mesmerisingly large and full of sexual intent.She slowly took hold of my erect cock with the tips of. .Mom had to get sloshed and could not drive us home so we had to stay thenight, which gave us, actually me, a new set of problems, what was Igoing to wear to bed...and what was I going to wear home the next day, webrought no extra clothing.One of the guests lived next door and came to the rescue; she would letme borrow some of her daughter, Betty's things. Namely, a night gown,and a dress for tomorrow.She brought me a granny gown and robe for bed and a dress that I don'treally know if I was. Kylee looked down at the drop of pre-cum already pearled at the tip of Marcus’s shaft. It sat there like a glistening jewel as Kylee slowly lowered her lithe figure down on top of him, her ass facing him as she impaled her moist cunt on nine pleasing inches of cock. “Aahhhh…” she sighed, trying to keep her gaze fixed on the man who held them captive. “There. I have done as you asked, Master,” she said. Her innate empathy and innocence somehow seemed to shield Kylee from thinking the worst, from. It was not possible for us to do that on either of our homes, so I booked a hotel room that day not far from our society, I told mom i’m going for a singles night out with friends and she believed me. I spent my evening at the hotel and later around 9:30 she too joined me. I had completely covered the bed with roses as if it was our honeymoon, she was overjoyed by seeing this she told me her bf brought her a lingerie, a blood red lingerie for valentine’s day, I asked her to wear it for me and.