Sensing his inexperience, I hastily took my panties off and scrunched them into a small ball, took a deep breath and walked out the few steps, and tow...red over him, at the end of the row.He looked at me nerviously and I idled in beside him, taking the seat next to him, looking intently into his eyes and smiling.I settled into the seat and leant across to him reaching out to the hand-held device, and turning it to face me, not threatening, just motherly, and causually watched for a moment at the. Glastonbury had smiled at her. "It is either Miss or Ms. I'm not very fond of the latter; it sounds rude. Miss Kennedy, our names no more go naked into the world than we do."He had a British accent, like the butler of Family Affair, she thought. That was kind of cool!Mr. Glastonbury turned to her stepfather. "Thank you, Mr. Stuyvesant, I'll manage from here."Kennedy watched her stepfather leave and then turned to Mr. Glastonbury, waiting expectantly for him to say something."Tell me, Miss. Feeling up for it?” “I’m up for anything as long as I can get my hands on your body. So how about it Matt? Ready for story time?” Like the incredible smooth person I am, I was only able to nod my head dumbly. We all got up, leaving out dishes on the table, concerned about more important things at the moment. Kassie and Karen led me to Kassie’s bedroom. I sat down on Kassie’s desk chair, not wanting to be in the way, just waiting for the reenactment to start. I was already semi hard in. “that was hot” she said rolling over pushing hair that was matted to her face away behind her ear and kissing my cheek. “I may have to visit more often”“anytime gorgeous” I said kissing her softly. “but it has to stay our sexy secret”“obviously” she got up and picked up her pants. She pulled out the black bikini panties rubbed them on her wet sloppy snatch and tossed them to me. “keep those and sniff them while you jerk off” she said with a wink as she pulled the pants back on and pulled.