When we met at school the next Monday he asked me about the girl atmy place. I told him she was my cousin who had dropped by and that my Momdidn't lik... her much because she was a real slut.I found out later in the week that my folks had to work again on Saturdayso I told Don to drop by. About 9 in the morning, I heard Don ring thebell. I was dressed up in Mom's bra and panties but an old t-shirt andjogging shorts of mine. I made sure my nipples were poking a tent in thet-shirt and answered. I bring myself right to the edge of orgasm before I stop. I'm turning into the parking lot.I park the car and adjust my clothes before sending you a message. "Where are you?"You respond telling me which floor you're located on and that there is a single person bathroom right around the corner. "Meet me there." I feel a rush of energy to my apex at the demanding way you say it. I love that you take control.I head up the elevator to your floor and I see you standing outside a door in your. "And I suppose daddy knows all about Tyrell?!?!" Before Lana had a chance to respond Tyrell chimed in, "To tell you the truth he does, if it's any of your business!" "I-I don't believe it!" Tammy replied incredulously. "It's true, dear," Lana replied, "your father just isn't up to the task of shall we say taking care of my needs!" I-I don't understand," the stunned young woman replied. "It's very simple, dear," Lana sighed while working her pussy up and down on her lover's massive erection,. On the Tuesday after the party I got an alert on my phone from Paul, which was completely out of ordinary, it was a invitation to meet up for a pint and a chat, there was a gnawing in my stomach, I had overstepped the mark by admitting my guilty pleasures. I agreed to meet him the following Saturday in Glasgow.Saturday arrived and with some reluctance I made my way to the city centre and we meet up in a quiet pub, we settled down with our pints and began the conversation that was about to.