This morning she had been more inclined to linger, she just loved that slow easy smile of his, not to mention his very fit looking body that wasn't ob...cured by his towel, only this morning he dropped it, she felt her breath catch in her throat as her eyes travelled downwards, resting at his long thick cock not yet erect, she met his eyes smiling her approval, moving closer to the window as he started to stroke...long strokes from base to tip, his eyes never leaving hers, she could see his cock. She felt no compunction to be nice or polite. Not now.She saw no problem with shutting everyone out and being in no mood to chit-chat for the next few months. Maybe years. Isn’t that normal when your Dad dies? Can’t you all just fucking leave me be?For most of Emily’s life, her father had just been this roguish handsome guy who loved fast cars and shamelessly flirted with her mother. Her parents never officially divorced, but they’d been separated for longer than she could remember. Despite. He let go of my throat and with both hands roughly felt me up, pinching my nipples, hurting me,sqeezing hard, staring at then " shit these are the nicest tits Ive ever seen,bet they taste great" with that he started sucking on one, very hard biting, I let out a little cry "and shut the fuck up you know you love it" how could I let this happen to me, then I felt his hand slide down my tummy, I grabbed his hand to stop him, he pulled back and with both hands grabbed my boobs, pinched both nipples. He kept a close eye on the time and a critical eye on the evening sky as twilight fell.Time: 4:31 PM“So, fearless leader,” said Emily as she plopped herself down close by Mark’s side. “I hope you’re enjoying the views of the evening.”He grinned. “As a matter of fact, I am. Sunset was right on schedule, and the twilight is falling at just the right rate. Yep, very enjoyable.”Emily looked around. Hannah had been sitting by Mark a moment before but had wandered into the kitchen muttering something.