One or both of the kids must have decided to come back early. Patty started out of the tub, but changed her mind. The kids could manage without her fo... a few more minutes, she was too relaxed to move. Heavy footsteps made their way up the stairs. It didn’t sound like either of the kids. It sounded like Tucker, but it couldn’t be. He wouldn’t have been crazy enough to drive in a storm, would he? ‘Patty?’ It was him! Patty couldn’t believe it. He’d actually made it! ‘In here.’ The bathroom door. "Naked. Now." Charlie practically flew out of his clothes. But the next message froze him. "Make it up to me." What the fuck does that mean??" Make it up to me. Make me forgive you."Charlie sat still on his couch, butt naked and holding his phone in one hand and a marker in the other. He felt an overwhelming urge to make Sam feel better, and finally chose to write, "Sorry, Sam," along his cock, with a cute little sad face following it. He sent a picture, and waited.Five minutes. Ten minutes.. Just a few micro-inches apart.I could feel his breathe again, this time on my face. Sweet, andbuilding.Our lips were almost touching, and I wanted them to touch. I desperatelywanted them to touch. My mind was yelling, trying to be overheard overmy own tingles. KISS ME! KISS ME!Then he sighed, a delightful one, whispered the words "see you Sunday",and left the room.He left me standing there, my shirt bunched up around my chest, my cockrock hard in my sexy panties, my legs encased in sexy. He was a hard as he ever was. I slid down his body, still holding his cock, until it was at my entrance. I told him, “Watch my pussy take your whole cock.” With that in one downward motion, my pussy engulfed his entire cock. I asked, “Do you believe me know I could take all of you?” “Fuck Yes!” he responded. He kept saying, “ Fuck Yes, Fuck Yes…” as I rode his cock.I told him stick his finger in me. He asked, “In your ass?” “Yes, wet it with my juice first.” I told him. I raised up so he.