Neither of us felt like cooking supper tonight so Mom decided that we'dgo out to supper - she wants to go back to the steakhouse. As I wasgetting dres...ed, I reached into my closet and pulled out one of thenewer blouses. Mom didn't like it and reached into the back of my closetand picked out one of the blouses that I had worn a number of monthsago. While it had fit me pretty well at that time, it was now verytight. In fact, I found that I couldn't button the top two buttons ofthe blouse, and I. I said that must be very frustrating for you and he said it was.The wine made me a little bolder and I asked straight out if he had been spying on me through the fence. He denied it at first but then admitted he did. I asked if he like what he saw and he nodded. Then I asked if he had been touching himself while he looked at me. He blushed, looked away and said no but his body language said otherwise.I told him it was ok. I was flattered he like the view. I then made a very bold move (slutty?). I’ll sleep with you. I don’t want to kiss though. We can do whatever you want, but no kissing.” “Fine. Now take off your clothes and get on your knees. I want a blow job!" “Okay.” It was the most embarrassing thing I ever had to do. He sat on my couch, and watched me take off my clothes. I felt sick, but had to do as he said to do. There was no other way around this. He was so fat and smelled terribly. I took off my sweater and unzipped my skirt. I was in just my bra and underwear. He just. She lifted her head and started to push herself back onto his pole, her body rocking in rhythm to his thrusts, her breath coming in short sharp gasps."Fuck me you Bastard! Fuck your little whore! Come on baby! Cum for Cathy! Fill this horny cunt with your spunk."Behind her she could hear the effort Rick was putting into the job in hand, his grunts growing shorter.....louder....and she knew he was about to explode."YES! YES! YES!" she cried, as her own climax took a grip of her body and just as.