As I made my way back to my bedroom afterwards I passed the half-open door to Becky’s own bedroom. She was sitting on the edge of her bed wearing no...hing but a black basque sans suspenders and a black-lace g-string, her hair up in a fountain.“Could you make it a little later?” I heard her say into her phone. I heard her say something that sounded like an affirmative. After the call ended I rapped on the door and after a moment, entered.“Nice outfit.” I quipped, referring to the basque and. She was now wearing a short red sateen robe on top of her black lace bra & panty set. Her feet were bare with her pink painted toenails showing. “Have a beer,” she pointed.“Thanks,” Zander replied taking a bottle. “You want one?”“Sure.”“Here,” he handed it to her.“What made you want to hang out with me,” she asked.“You know exactly why I wanted to.”“What do you mean?”“Come on! You’re smart. You know you’re a fine ass woman. I’m a young stud. I like what I see.”Malak straightened her spine. “I. His hands slipped through my pants at the same time that I got to his dick. His dick was as smooth as a Hershey milk chocolate bar and harder than the wall holding us up. He was working with a 9-inch cock. I “accidently” pulled out his dick. As soon as his dick was out my eyes were looking down at his “sextrument”. I looked at his dick like I was pleasurably worried. The way his dick was looking and the way he was handling me you could tell that the phrase “large and in charge” fits him. He. He told his parents this would occur even though he didn't know what to expect either."Parents, I don't know how our relationship will develop but it will. There already is a deep caring that we found last night as well as finding a kindred soul."She shrugged. "I don't guess that tells you a lot but I don't know a lot yet. Ask me in a year or two and I think I will have a more intelligent answer."She looked at us and smiled. "Trust me. You are raising me. I have your values and love each of you.