It only takes a second with him. My body responds. What is it about him? He has this instant on switch hidden somewhere and flicks it every time we ar... together. We roll over with him on top. We continue to make out. This time he reaches under my shirt and lifts my shirt and bra in one motion. I protest and he does the same with the other bra cup. I now am exposing my breasts to him. This is wrong. This is a mistake, because I will not be able to stop. He sucks on my nipple. Sweet jesus. His. Sit down and get comfortable he says from down the hall. What does that mean? I wonder, should I take off my clothes? should I not? Well I decided not to and good thing I didn't he comes down the hall way and he's not alone. Mike this is Patrick, ok I say who are you in snarky way, I'm thinking there goes my good time right down the tubes.Patrick is a friend of mine form work and last night I couldn't stand it no more I had to tell him what happened the last time I saw you. I almost lost my. My father looked at me and I hung my head. I saw him shaking his head again. Mom served us breakfast. She served my father first then me. We both watched her breasts shake as she did.I finished first and asked my mother to be excused. My mother told me I could. I left and walked into the hallway toward my bedroom. I heard them talking however I couldn't hear everything.“It is your damn fault,” my father yelled. “Either you take care of it or I will,” he added leaving for his car shop.I thought. "Mm, my bad girl likes to be pounded hard, huh?" she said increasing the pace of her fingers."Yes! Fuck me. Fuck me hard," Maya said pushing down against her hand.The lady cop briefly pulled away to turn Maya around and lifted her bare ass onto the hood of the silver BMW. Maya got a good look of the lady cop for the first time without her hat on. She was surprised to see that she wasn't the stereotypical lesbian cop. She had long, thick dark brunette hair that flowed in soft waves down her.