Ambrose had never told her about the beach massage hut, either. She had never told him that the hotel masseur at the spa the first day had gently bru...hed her pussy lips through her panties while he massaged her. He had done it in a way that could be excused as a mistake if she didn’t like it. Em in turn had never said that she had made a little appreciative noise when he did this. Neither had she said that he had then he had whispered to her, “Would you like me to take those panties off you,”. "Hey, I like doing those things. I'll miss doing them." "Really?" "Really. Now, let's say we've had enough of discussing what might go wrong and start working on some of the stuff that goes right?" He snuck a hand under her shirt. Ryan yelped a laugh as he tickled her side, then sighed and closed her eyes as he stroked her back. She leaned forward and kissed his neck, smiling as he groaned. "Yeah, let's work on that." x-x-x-x Two weeks later, Ryan sat at the bar of a club in Philadelphia,. Dan, I’m surprised, but shouldn’t be, that you’ve fucked Angie’s daughter, Cindy. Hell, she’s only eighteen, the same age as Brenda. I know that you’re good to her, but have her use a condom if she isn’t on the pill. You don’t want any more little Danny’s running around than there already are especially at your age ... or maybe you do want more babies?”“On that note Karen, I think that it’s time you tell Dan the secret that you’ve entrusted with me and Vicky, and I’ve held close to my breast. I watched, holding her in place as she hitched her dress up even more. Jenna’s fingers snaked their way into her panties, giving me a proper view at last. They were a bright pink with black lace, now bulging as her hand desperately sought out her sex. She moaned at the contact, her throat closing up on me. I pulled her off, causing us both to gasp with the release. She was not to be deterred, to give her credit. No sooner had she taken a gulp of air than her lips were back around me, sucking.