While kneeling behind her, I planted a warm, wet kiss on each one of her buttocks causing her to shiver. All through dinner my excitement continued to...mount. I found myself touching her, running my hand against her cheek, pressing my hand against her hip and lightly on her thighs. Beneath her dress I could feel the outline of the Crack Belt. The slow, sweet torture of anticipation tingled in my loins, and I looked forward to quenching my sexual thirst. Gazing at Kathy across the table, knowing. She lay down on her back, her arms outstretched to hold me. I lay down with her, and began to worship her body. My hands stroked every inch of her. My mouth enveloped first one of her breasts, then the other. As I licked and suckled her nipples, she moaned her delight.I moistened the head of my cock by stroking it over her shiny, wet slit. Slowly, I began to ease my way inside. She was as tight as I had expected she would be. Using short, slow strokes, I advanced. When I was all the way inside,. As she shakes softly, I feel the manuscript fall from my head. I let my eyes look up to meet her hooded gaze as she stares down at me, her own hunger flooding her mind. She sees a woman that she doesn’t know on her knees eating her out with her own wet need. I must look like a whore. But the hunger doesn’t care, so I don’t care. Suddenly, Reyna’s face looms above me behind Becky’s ear. She whispers in her pet’s ear loud enough for me to hear: “Becky, remember what I told you.” I can feel the. "Look, officer, check me out — I'm not drinking and I'm not on drugs. Hell, I don't even smoke cigarettes. If I haven't broken any law, how about getting off my back? You must be the only guy in town my mother hasn't fucked, otherwise you'd have known what my problem is." OK, OK. Don't blow your fuse. We won't stop you again, but if you don't go home we'll keep an eye on you until you do."I reached a few decisions during my turmoil, though. I went home to sleep, but at 1.30 am Mom was still.