I was just too insanely jealous then. I became convinced that Sam's lover would forgive panties, especially since I was the reason. You have to re...ember. Sam never, ever lies. Everyone knows that. If Sam said I required the panties, well, that was all the proof anyone needed. Anyone but me, of course. Besides, I thought that Sam might have bought some regular underwear and switched when I wasn't around." Something that couldn't be undone when I wasn't around, of course. Sam had. With his face pulled closer his chin was at her opening, which gave him another idea. Side to side his jaw began to move, rubbing his chin against her opening and teasing it. This was enough to bring her over the edge, enough to bring her the release he had wanted to bring to her. First came the scream of pleasure from her lips, her hips attempting to rise, but with his hands having been placed there earlier there was no escape, no way for her to get away. Against his chin he could feel her. There was a time I was so lost and confused, I was sure God hated me, and I didn't know what I had done wrong."I was sixteen years old walking home from softball practice. At the end of our street, there was a vacant lot we used as a shortcut."There is where he made his move and grabbed me. I must have screamed." Her voice thick with emotion, she began telling her story to Darren."After slamming me to the ground, he crammed a piece of cloth in my mouth and threatened me to lie still. He slapped. I can hear your soft groans and feel your hands move over my breast. I reach up and take your shaft in my hand and lick around the swollen head before I lick up and down your hard shaft. I feel your fingers run through my hair and I know you are enjoying my motion. We are so caught up in our passion that we don't hear our guest come out on the deck. Steve asks what we have here as we become quickly aware we have company. He asks if he can join and take advantage of the situation. I move up to.