"Great," I said, "Shall I pick you up from your home at 7:30. It starts at 8." Fine," she replied, "Is that all?" Not quite," I said, pushing a manill... folder across the desk to her, "I'd be grateful if you could take a look at this for me and let me know what you think."Claire picked up the folder and opened it, leafing quickly through the documents inside. All credit to her, she didn't show any signs of a loss of composure as she looked at the copies of the fake invoices and bank transfer. I knew I should stop her OF COURSE YOU SHOULD STOP HER! Or, at least, turn over so she’d have to stop but I just couldn’t. It felt so good to have her touch me that way and say those tender, sweet things to me. Truthfully, I knew the moment she climbed into bed with me that I wasn’t going to stop her so I chose to just embrace the moment and let whatever was going to happen just happen. I knew she wouldn’t be doing these things if she didn’t think I was passed out drunk but I got passed out. ” “Tyler,” Jane said, “you are going to take me into the bedroom and do whatever you want to me.” Tyler’s mind got fried by that comment. He couldn’t believe what he'd heard. Was it real or his imagination running amuck on him? He sat there not knowing what to say, but Jane noticed the bulge in his shorts getting bigger and bigger. She wondered just how big his cock was and if she would be able to handle this young stud. She was getting wetter by the second with thoughts of this nineteen year. She got on look at the sizable crater like whole before she felt a sharper pain in her back and she passed out.What happened next was vague at best she remembered flashes of what happened but nothing definite, the only thing she knew of for sure was a voice telling her over and over she was going to be okay.“It’s a miracle that you weren’t hurt or killed Elle!’ her dad said once she had woken, concern etched on his face. “What were you thinking rushing Darci like that?”Elle wanted to answer but.