But I had noticed that, so far, Emily hadn't been exactly broadcasting her weekend whereabouts back to the home folks.So, OK. There were lots of thing... I'd rather do than go meet Mr. and Mrs. Shreve, but if that's what Emmy wanted, I'd do it. I'd do it as soon as the season was over -- the first week in September. OK -- as soon as the playoffs were over, second or third week in September.Somewhere in there. I'd meet them.Not now. Too much going on. Too hard for me to set it up, during the week,. “I am still going out and you cannot stop me. I will wear what I want too. I am an adult you know.”“You are a cheeky bugger!” “A”, roared sounding like Darth Vader from the movie Star Wars, unknown to Aria was Alison.Aria headed toward the door, sticking her middle finger up in the air to show “A” what she thought of him/her ordering her into the doll outfit. The blackmailer was not amused at being challenged and soon Aria found herself once again bare ass over A’s knee. From somewhere inside. I moved my mouth to a nipple, teasing this morsel in every way I could think of as my hand caressed her belly. I slowly brought my hand to her smoothness and began to caress there. I began a more serious assault on her yoni, gently massaging her inner lips before entering a finger into her love passage. I brought her to orgasm without even touching her clitoris. As she climaxed she wrapped her arms around my head and squeezed my head into her bosom. I waited while she relaxed and then. He pulled out of Emily's pussy, spun her around, and picked her up. She giggled at the action, kissing Michael as he carried her over to the sink.Placing her on the marble countertop, he leaned into her and looked into her eyes. They both gasped as he put his cock into her. He resumed fucking her wet teen pussy, but now there was an obvious tenderness between them as they screwed."Keep going," Emily cried, "I'm about to cum again!" Em, I'm close."Emily looked up into Michael's eyes and said.