“The panty lines.”“Wh … what … ?”“Panty lines, Bryan.” Her eyes studied mine. “On your face.”I felt my head going side-to-side wit... some unauthorized and hapless attempt to deny what she was saying.“Bryan, I've been around. I know she was sitting on your face---everytime you came over here. Just admit it. Besides ... you're not the first.”Not the first? What?“I'm quite sure she's being doing it for quite some time.” She sipped some beer and then with surprising indifference added, “Like mother;. I quit the factory and worked full time at the bar now. My 40c’s tits were perfect for the job and my ass should have had handles on it as many hands were over it all the time. Sam the owner of the bar was a nice looking single man as his wife had passed away some years ago. Sam was in his’s ’60s. However, he could pass for much younger. I would flirt with him from time to time but it never went any further than just flirting. Then one day Sam called me to come in early as he wanted to talk to. Withmy top still in reach, I retied my bikini top and grabbed a towel so thatI could dry up and go see who Mom was talking with. Opening the slidingpatio door, I walked in to meet our new visitor. "Hi, I'm Chris." Ichirped while interrupting the conversation. "Hello Chris. It's verynice to meet you. I'm Nicole Amato, your next door neighbor." Afterexchanging introductions, Nicole told us that she had just got in lastnight and hadn't been home since last semester. She had just. Suddenly though, she kissed me right on the lips. Our tongues met and she immediately started rubbing me between my legs. We made out for a couple of minutes. She told me that she didn't want me to get the wrong idea, but that she had an urge to suck my dick. I did my best to assure her that it was not necessary. She smiled and said that she knew it wasn't, but that she still wanted to anyway. I honestly wasn't going to try too hard to stop her. She undid my jeans and helped me get them and my.