The undershirt looked odd, and there was something about hisface."Are you all right?" she asked."Fine!" he answered, too quickly."I thought your mom w...s home, and I needed to borrow a cup of flour." No, she's working. She won't be home until 6:00." But, I heard...David, do you have anyone else in here? A girl, maybe?" No!!" But I definitely heard high heels."Against his will, he flushed red. It was then she noticed the small globon his left eyelash. And the little smudge of pink on his lower. The way she was sitting exposed her panties.She started to rub her chest and legs then ran her hand up and down her panties. Moving her hands up to her chest she began to cup her breasts and squeeze them together. Her nipples were hardening more and her lips were getting wetter. With one hand she cupped a breast and the other moved freely over her body. She pulled the top of her tank top down to expose her tits and began to run her hands over her erect nipples. Sliding a hand down to her crotch. His parentage was called into question. It was such an outrageous statement that the guy had to be total idiot.The last line said, ‘All chat is now under moderation by AvengingAngel.’ He couldn’t believe his eyes. AvengingAngel had just hijacked the chat site.AvengingAngel: I am not finished yet.Samson: How do you want the threat delivered?AvengingAngel: Anonymous is good at delivering threats.Samson: I will see what I can do.With that, AvengingAngel left. The screen scrolled past while all of. He then grabbed the front of her bra and tore it in two, letting Charlene’s very nice D-cup breasts spill out completely exposed.“It sure was nice of Mr. Russell to let us have her,” Desmond said, as he groped her large tits.“Yea. I can’t wait to shove my large black dick into the blonde white bitch’s pussy. Let’s get her into my bedroom. I’ll do her first and then you can have her; unless you wanna do her first?” Otis replied.“You go ahead and take her first, she ain’t going anywhere; and.