It makes an orgasm very easy to accomplish. Hands now moved under the short skirt I wore. He pulled it up and over my ass, exposing the t...ong I wore. “I knew it. I never saw lines under all the skirts and slacks and shorts you wore. I knew you wore sexy lingerie.” He tugged at the thin lace material and tore the thong away from my body. I felt his – it was huge – cock pressing against my bottom. He continued to play with my tits and nipples. I already told you.” “That was before you admitted you loved me.” I nodded, putting down my fork. “All the more reason not to.” “Eric,” she said, softly but very firmly, “I want you to love me, and I want you to make love to me. You’ve admitted you love me. Tell me why you refuse to make love to me.” “Because, Shania, there is a chance you won’t love me. If that happens, I don’t want you to feel you’ve been used, tricked, or have made a commitment beyond what you can deal with. I don’t want you. Carr.She was not breaching confidentiality in sharing this with my parents, asI was still a minor and I have given my assent for her to discuss mysessions with my parents.A few minutes later we will pull into her office parking lot. It is thenthat it hits me that I must get out of the car and walk through the lobbyof an office building that will be busy at this time of day, particularlybecause it is Friday. Mom sees my hesitation in opening the car door. Sheplaces her hand on my knee and. Gazes prickled over my naked skin. Embarrassment shot in heated waves through me. Drops of moisture trickled from my pussy and down my thighs, my breath flow and my nipples tightened almost painfully. My voice almost broke. “I do!” The cheering that followed swallowed my mumbled, “Fuck yes! I do! I’m your slut, Andrew, forever!” I think he heard though. The reverend cleared his throat, and the applause and whistles died down. “As a token of your devotion, you may now get fucked by the groom.”.