Shit, I Pat Benatar 4, every time I get into a car.Anyway, somehow I never got around to ever mentioning this to him ... Or to anyone else."Uhm ... Re...d, Honey, this might not be the best time to go to Europe. You know they've been having all of those terror attacks..." I said, nervously."Okay, so we won't go to France," he smiled. "And I had no plans on going to Belgium anyway. I mean seriously ... Missing France would be tragic, but outside of the chocolate factory and the Jean Claude Van. The mere sight and thought that these would soon take turns to be within her caused her excitement to go up a notch.She laid down on the bed and carefully started to explore the panties with her hands. She couldn’t help but to rub down hard on her sex as her hands wandered over the front of the panties. The PVC material didn’t breathe at all, causing her skin to transpire heavily inside the panties, making the material even more slick. She was getting pretty aroused by now but didn’t dare to. I suggested we go back to her place."But Ken is there, he will tell mom"."Kirsten I didn't want to tell you this before incase you got mad at me but, I put a sleeping pill in his drink. That's why he was asleep in front of the TV when we left. He will be asleep all night". I kissed her, darting my tongue in her mouth and caressing her breasts. I felt her panties and she was moist already. She agreed and stroked my cock all the way home.Up in her room she shyly undressed. I should have been. “No Wes we shouldn’t.” I feebly protested. “Do you really want me to stop?” He whispered leaving his hand on my panties. When I didn’t say anything he continued, “I just want to feel your pussy then I’ll stop. Okey?” He didn’t wait for my answer. He slowly moved his hand lower. I sucked in my bottom lip. My eyes were wide open. I could feel his fingers cross my mons and slide between my slightly parted legs. This was sooo exciting! My mind was in a total state of confusion! Only the thin.