You see men in our family have a certain power over women. Your father refused to use it,” she rolled her hazel eyes and shook her head. She took hi... hand and helped him slide it under her swimsuit, letting him fondle a breast, his first tit fumble and certainly the first older woman’s for the first time.“My hope is that you will be more open.”“What, could I do with this power?” the distracted teen asked, also wondering what she meant by referring to his father.Daringly and being allowed,. But then HE called. The first time they met, here atthe club, he promised to help with her writing. Theyended up in bed. (And on the floor, the stairwell, theback seat, finally under a table in a restaurant withreally slow service anyway.) She hoped to repeat thatexperience more than she hoped for a writing lesson.On the other hand, he once said that if she wasn’twriting well, she wasn’t fucking well. That had pissedher off. She was a GREAT fuck. But now it just madeher wet. . We were laughing and just grinding away like regular people having a good time out on the town."You all pumped up?" Ransom had been watching us dance from a table upstairs, on the big balcony circling the dance floor."Fuck!" I grinned and Viv and I were both pink and breathless."Yeah," Ransom grinned. "Come here..."He pushed his chair back and I could see he had his cock out, all nice and hard and already wet with precum just for me. He'd been stroking himself, or maybe one of the ponygirls had. He grabbed the back of her head to keep her going while her mouth rode his dick through his orgasm, swallowing down the cum as it fired into her throat.After he had finished Ruth stood up and panting, wiped her mouth off on the back of her hand. "That was just to make sure you last through the next part, were not done yet," she said, slightly out of breath, while grabbing him by the shoulders and pushing his exhausted body into the chair at his desk. After which she stepped forward, hiked up.