When I took Jess home after the dance, I received a very nice thank you for treating her friends well and for paying attention to how she was feeling....I got a hug and a promise of future dates. Then she got up on tiptoe and gave me a wonderful kiss.We dated every weekend until the week before the junior prom. I had asked Jess to go with me and she told me she would. A week before the dance she said she could not go. When I asked why she said she had been grounded for something she had done or. My dad was a drunkard guy. Both my dad and mom were government employees. But my dad does not give his salary to home but used for his drinks. From my small age itself due to his bad behavior I hated my dad. Dad loved my mother very much and she too even if he was drinking. Dad used to fuck my mother saritha even in the noon itself even in my presence since it was my childhood age I did not know about it. During night my mother and I used to sleep in floor and dad used to sleep in bed. But. She opened her legs as I moved my face towards her wet pussy. She wasn't completely shaven, which was good because I got the feeling that would be itchy for me. She was neatly trimmed. I used my tongue to lick circles around her pussy, searching for the spot that made her jerk. When I'd found it I concentrated on that, and flicked it furiously with my tongue, and sucked on it. At this point she was panting heavily, making silent moans of pleasure. I didn't want her to orgasm yet so I stopped. M. You have just read one of my e-mails and you became extremely wet, and you soaked your panties through with your arousal. Then you fingered yourself and made yourself even more wet. I ask you to throw on some clothes, anything, and to come to my office, because I have something for you. A surprise, I say. But I have only one request of you – bring your wet panties with you. I wait. Five minutes. Ten. Fifteen. Then I look out the window and see you in the parking lot. Nobody else is here yet,.