Mother came back into the room with a little tube and a condom. Mostpeople don't use them anymore because with so many boys getting P and Dthere is no...need. So spermicidal type "French Letters" I think they usedto be called, aren't in existence anymore. Instead, they actually have achemical inside that keeps sperm healthy.I felt my heart start to race as she walked towards me. Sitting down asshe leaned over. My panties were tight as I felt my erection pulsatingagainst it. "Now what do you say?". .. I thought to myself as my fingers found her wet lips and bulging clit. I slipped two fingers into her straight away, feeling the heat and wetness of her envelope them. I started to finger her, standing there outside her kitchen with her mother's open bedroom door maybe 10 feet away as Christina's hands wove into my long hair. Without any warning at all, her fingernails suddenly dug into my scalp and scraped against my head hard, causing me to wince as I felt her molten pussy grip onto my. I can't believe I was going to marry you. You were what I dreamed about as I worked my ass off. And this was what I was waiting for?" whispered Elliot.To Kathryn's horror Elliot turned without a backwards glance and headed back through the kitchen the way he came. Jeffery looked down at her once in disgust and then back up at the other men briefly before he followed Elliot.Kathryn called after him and went to jump up and go after him, but William reached out and restrained her."Let me go! LET. So I decided to wait for the right place and opportunity.For the next week, I was eagerly waiting for her to come to the terrace and look at me working out but she did not. I started to spend more time on the terrace alone to create an opportunity to see her. But still, I couldn’t see her for the whole week, and I started growing restless.Sometimes we meet on the ground floor by the common gate to the house, but she acted all innocent and like a shy girl.Nearly 10 days passed since she last saw.