I worked my mouth down to the upper tip of her breast and I started unbuttoning her using my left hand, while my right hand was working all over her b...dy, wherever possible. I missed her pussy on purpose because if that causes her to cum, I will be in damn trouble. So far I had figured out that she does not get climaxes that easy.I do not know why but somehow she never objected what I was doing. I unbuttoned her dress a few times and exposed her cleavage. I pressed my face against it and worked. I never gained weight after my playing days, and I think I’m pretty good looking, tall and athletic, so I’ve never had trouble getting girls. I don’t like doing without, even for a few days, and that’s what’s gotten me into situations like this one over the years. Waiting in a parking lot for a girl I know I’m gonna want to screw, but knowing that I’m going to regret it later, when it’s time to ditch her. 8:08. Shit, why did I get here early? Why couldn’t I be the one making her wait? I feel. Is someone teasing you!”Jenny just laughed as she straightened up, wiggling her hips to let her shorts cover her properly. “Right, because I'm such a slut I want my big brother to fuck me. That's so gross, Mom.”“Good,” Mom said, nodding in satisfaction. “It is gross for you to flirt with your brother, Jenny.”I yanked on the starter. The lawnmower roared to life, drowning out their argument. I pushed forward, trying to ignore the throbbing in my shorts. A moment later, Jenny hopped to her feet. "Sure it is! I mean, they're treating their females like— the same way that—" Just hush for a minute," the sociologist said firmly. "Dear, what's your name?" Accorda, ma'am."Meiersdottir shot her a sidelong look. "No, dear, the other one. Your first name," she added as Accorda looked momentarily puzzled."It's Simone." All right, Simone. And I'm Amanda when we're out here, you can save 'ma'am' for formal occasions when I'm officially your colonel's wife. If there ever are any. Simone, I'm afraid.