And with that she leaned in and kissed me. I pulled her in to me as we kissed and our tongues played.I felt her hand reach down and grasp my shaft. �...Looks like somebody’s happy to see me” she grinned.Cara then pushed me back on the bed and pulled my boxers off. Then she lowered her head and took me in to her mouth.I was soon softly moaning in pleasure as she once again delighted my cock. The feeling of her sucking and stroking me was only intensified by the realization that she was my younger. "I could be convinced to keep quiet, if you're so sure Sam will never find out."He knew that she knew what he wanted, and he could see her struggle with it. In the end, he knew he would win. She was too wealthy from her ventures with Sam and, even if she stayed clear of jail, she couldn't lose this business and maintain her standard of living."What do you want?," she finally moaned.But, she already knew. His heart was pounding its way out of his chest, now, and he had never been so hard in. I only hoped that he would be able to forgive me. That night, after the band had finished playing and the party was winding down, I saw Michael step off of the stage and begin making his way toward our table until my clearly drunk boyfriend, Dennis Worley, starting defensive middle linebacker for the U of H’s football team, the Houston Cougars, suddenly appeared beside me at the table where I’d been sitting. All of a sudden he unexpectedly and very roughly grabbed me by the arm, his grip on. His hands moved with my skirt. I looked down and could see my panties. His fingers were so close to touching them. I raised his right hand and put it on my panties. He left his hand there. I spread my legs a little. When I did, his hand fell between my legs. I took a hold of his hand and pressed it against my panties. My sons hand was now on my pantie covered pussy. I could feel myself getting wet. I wanted more. When I removed my hand, he left his hand on me. He wasn't moving it around or.