Next thing I knew, I was pinning me on my bed. His mouth was hovering over mine, he had one hand over my boob, and his leg in between my legs right on...my pussy. Something was poking my thigh, and I didn’t have to look down to know what it was. Then he started to harass me. His lips slammed onto mine, the kiss was not enjoyable at all, it was forced and rough, his tongue was trying to dance with mine, but I refused, which he really didn’t seem to notice. He hand was massaging my boob, squeezing. Click." She sighed. "Mama was spouting the old country morals -- staying a virgin until your wedding night, blah, blah, blah... It's a tissue of lies, and it covers evil things -- and she can't even hold herself to those standards, but she waves them at ME!" Steam had been building slowly throughout this second part.Sharon sighed. "Your mother is a pragmatist. Her situation -- while certainly in part her own fault -- isn't totally of her own making. And while she fatalistically accepts her own. My ass hurt to much to stand,instead I kneeled down and started licking his cock, its head barely fitinto my mouth, I rubbed it and licked it, I even titty fucked it, untilhe cummed all over me. I picked up my shirt and what was left of mypants and headed into the house. It was dark by then, and I went to takea shower to get the cum of me when I realized it was vanishing, almostlike it was being absorbed into my skin, I took a shower anyways and wentstraight to bed. . He was so lost in his pleasure that he had no idea if it had been five minutes or half an hour since Sophia entered the bathroom but as he tried to gain control of his breath again he heard the bathroom door open and close again, footsteps passing outside Jackie's door again.He wasn't caught in flagrante delicto but Jackie had just managed to remove the last remnants of his moustasche and temporarily hidden the RealDoe in her bedside drawer when there was a knock at the door and Sophia's voice.