At least it did not frighten her as much. She did acknowledge that while it was an extremely pleasurable experience, it was intense, and something tha... should only be attempted once or twice a year. It was that tough on the body and mind. The thing that actually scared her was the addictive nature of the experience. Sarah could see herself wanting, needing those intense, pleasurable feelings again and again, every day and night, until her body could not take anymore. And then wanting more. All. 'Hey, i was just thinking, my parents are out of town tonight and they said that i could have a sensible friend stay over for the weekend. Do you wanna stay at mine?'I was relived not only because i knew he didnt see me perving on him but that he is the boy of my dreams and he has just asked me to stay at his house over the weekend and to make it even better it would just be me and him.'Yeah , yes of course i would, i always knew that you were so delicate that you needed someone to stay with. P. nodded. "Yes, for now." For now?" Dad repeated. "You have other plans?"It was clearly a slip-up. J.P. hadn't meant to say the last part, but grinned and chuckled smoothly."Well, we never know what the future holds," he said."Hopefully it will hold a decision to stick with your father," Dad told him. "Jean-Luc's firm is renowned."J.P. nodded. After exchanging a few more pleasantries, they shook hands again. Dad and Kimberlee sauntered through the crowd to find their next social victim. We. He brushed my long blond hair from my ear and nibbling on my lobes, occasionally sticking his tongue inside and swirling it around, forcing his saliva deep down into it, mimicking the cock currently fucking my mother, the same frequency and equally squishy noises, and his dirty mouthing of my own comparable nature to my mothers.I sat with my legs d****d down the side of his, and his erection was obvious as it now stood proud between my legs, 'Shove it in her', was the comments from the man.