'Hmm, that's strange. It feels a little like my panties are wet.' She lifted her skirt and looked down at her underwear. 'That's really strange. I won...er why my panties are wet.''That's because I was touching you.'She looked up at him. 'So this is because of what you were doing?'He nodded and she pulled the front of her panties down, revealing the inside of the damp material and her soft opening. 'So, not to sound like Taylor Swift, but look what you made me do.''Maybe you should take them off. Just give me half an hour to get ready!”“OK. I’ll call for you!”Dhiren hastily pulled on his jeans, t-shirt and a thick black sweater as the early spring weather was still quite cold. His doorbell rang. Opening the door, Dhiren could see that Demongay’s face was full of regret. “Hi babe,” said Demongay kissing Dhiren tenderly on the cheek. “I feel really guilty about not ringing you the other day. Let me make it up to you. We’ll go for a drink then a meal. It’s all on me.”“Sounds good to me,”. He looked really old and frail, as if he knew he would never see his favourite youngest son again. And I suppose I’ve known that since then, too. But I had to come, didn’t I, Edgar? I couldn’t just leave him here alone with no-one to care if he was alive or dead?”“Of course you had to come,” I said, covering both her hands, which cradled her tea cup, “you loved him, you keep telling me that.”“I do, don’t I?” she said. “I know that I am ridiculous, because I continually flirt with people. I. .”“If you take that cock out of me you’re grounded for a month!”I was a little shocked at the combined nympho and motherness of that sentence, but it was oddly a turn on at the same time. “Ok, you wanna play like that?”I took hold of her hips and slammed my cock into her with so much force it made her titties bounce up and hit her in the chin. I did it over and over again and each moan started to get a little louder than the last one, so I leaned forward and put my hand over her mouth and.