But then she spoke."Oh no sir. Whatever are you going to do with me?" in a very contrived little girl voice. I wilted immediately. Maybe I should have...taken a belt to her or something, but I was pretty new to this all. We muddled through somehow.I should say right now, that all this occured back in the early 90's. The internet was just opening up to non-academics and beginning to take off. Graphic web browsers had just begun to arrive. Internet porn was just starting to make its presence felt.. I felt so excited and was buzzing, and aching like I had just got out of prison and hadn’t had sex in a real long time. Probably the fact I was between tipsy and drunk, and I was horny as hell. He knew too, as he bent down and took one of my nipples into his mouth. I cried out and bucked into him. My body felt like, I was struck by lightning. He then let me go, as I fell onto his couch. I was hungry for cock and sex, as I gazed into his eyes. I wriggled my soaked knickers off and undid my. I pulled him to one side and asked a favor.“Sure Charles, what is it?” Ken said.“I haven’t heard from my father or Bridget since that Barbecue, not that I care all that much, but the baby—is my half-sister. I think they live in Columbus somewhere—get a private detective while you are at it. Something about Bridget rubbed me the wrong way when I first met her. Keep this to yourself, but I am wondering if her baby ‘is’ my father’s. Call me when you find out something OK?”“Sure Charles—a mystery?”. Leaving the blouse hanging open, he took her back in his arms, this time his hands under the blouse against her bare skin. She gasped and drove her tongue to his mouth. Without breaking the kiss, he slid the garment off her shoulders. She released her hug around him only long enough to discard the blouse.She was lost in his kiss. God, what a kisser. She flinched and gasped louder, but for her mouth being trapped, when he unhooked her bra strap in back. She lowered her arms willingly ….