I noticed that she kept staring at my hard pecker floating in the water. Somehow, it made me nervous and my pecker got harder in the water and was now...sticking out of the water. She mumbled something like, "12 years old and already 10 inches" under her breath. Then she pulled up her shorts and left. My parents came home shortly thereafter and Wresha went home. But I was curious as to what she meant by her mumbling. I reasoned that since she was staring (and smiling) at my dong, it might be what. Astrid didn't seem to care. If anything, I wondered if she wanted them to hear us."Pinch my titties, baby. Make me come," she demanded.I rolled her nipples between my thumb and forefingers, twisting them in their engorged state. Astrid's eye's were rolling back in her head, a sure sign she was close. She started to let loose with one of her patented orgasmic howls and I quickly clapped my hand over her mouth to muffle the sound. I was partially successful. I was hard to imagine my folks didn't. " Yes, of course," I stammered. He took control immediately and while it shouldn't have surprised me, it did catch me off guard.I ordered the coffees, paid and waited for them, standing at the counter. I wondered if he was starting at my legs and the short skirt – I hoped so, but I didn't dare look around to check.When the two cups were finally in my hands, I had to take another deep breath before approaching him once more. This time he stood as I approached, coming around the table to pull out. I caught a hint of a smile on her lips as I did. I took the drink and downed it. I knew I looked a mess and I was wondering what the hell she was doing even giving me the time of day. I fumbled about my pockets for a cigarette and she lit it for me. ?Look, what do you want?? I asked again. ?Do you think I have to explain myself to you?? I wasn?t expecting that reply and it sent shivers down my spine. I looked at her again and she was deadly serious. ?What are you doing in my.