Then he closed around her nipple…pulling it between his teeth.I shivered at the thought of someone doing the same to me…Her breathing, even notice...ble from my distance, had changed to gulping…then she arched hard against my son. My God…she just climaxed.Mark just froze and held her…did he cum too?A few minutes passed, they were still enjoined, her head now resting on his shoulder catching her breath.I could see Mark’s lower torso start almost imperceptibly to oscillate.The woman made a small. He smirked and nodded."Alright, but after that, I'ma take you home, you should sleep this off," he replied, then covered his eyes, beginning his count to twenty. I ran to his room and pulled my shirt off, taking a picture of my discarded shirt and sending it to his phone. I heard it go off, and hid in his closet."Holy shit," he muttered, and I heard him jog down the hall into his room."Hey, hun, where'd ya go?" Drew asked, and I giggled, which turned into loud laughter, giving my hiding spot. Chester's assertive manner and demands were having a noticeable effect on her. She wanted to sound strong and confident but it came out all wrong."Look into my eyes and tell me you're not a slut," he demanded.The big, black pot bellied older man repulsed Suzanne but she just could not look up into his hard eyes."Look in my eyes and tell me," he said."Please, Chester, please don't," she pleaded as she continued to look down at his broad chest. His rough calloused hand remained on her shoulder.. Mrs. Van Devanter had been ferrying her daughters about town all morning and afternoon. Kate was at the dressmaker’s, which was Pauline’s next stop. Mom was going to take Pauline there and drop Kate off in exchange back at this salon. Her usually billowing light-brown hair was up, held by lavender ribbons and the better half of a can of hairspray. Her fingernails and toenails were lacquered to match the hair ribbons. After some last-minute hemming and stitching her dress would be ready, also.