“Right now, how do you feel about me, like as we sit here?” she asks.“I feel like you turn me on immensely. I also feel like we can just play ga...es all night.”“Hm. Well, why don’t you play something, and I’ll be back,” she says, the tone of her voice making me worry a little like I said something wrong.I watch Jenny go upstairs, then find a new game to play. It’s a single-player game, but it’s one we both like and usually take turns on. I see Jenny come back down almost twenty minutes later.. There were no sexual antics at Jan’s ‘Fucking Palace’ this time. But, after the simple ceremony, with simple vows (no one made mention of the fact that they did NOT include the phrase, “forsaking all others”), the revelry and excitement were contagious.While the adults tried to be circumspect in their comments during the reception in Jan’s back yard following the ceremony, there were enough details discerned from the disparate comments for the teens to put together a pretty clear picture of the. I thought, and I turned around. He bent me over the front of his car and came up behind me. Told me to put my legs together, which I did, and then he came closer and I could feel his cock pushing between the tops of my thighs. I felt it rubbing against the underside of my ballsack and he started sliding back and forth. Feeling this big man bumping against my ass and feeling his cock slipping between my thighs was very erotic but I was still afraid he would try to enter me with his big cock. So. But it was the pair of black panties wrapped around the base of his meat that really interested her. Sara knew those panties; they were hers. She had wondered what happened to them last month, and now she new. They were wrapped around her teenage son's cock.It was the fingers slipping into her panties that finally drew her out of her stupor. She glanced down, half-surprised to see that they were hers. She shook her head, trying to tell herself that this was wrong, but down they went. Her hand.