Mann was holding her and she began to understand that he really was trying to help her. Mr. Mann wasted no time lifting her cheerleader skirt all the ...ay up, exposing her panties to him. She tried not to think about this, but she was glad that she had bought the new pink bikini panties yesterday, just for this occasion. He said, "Lexie, it looks like you are wearing some very pretty brand new panties today, am I right?" "Yes sir, Mr. Mann, I just bought them yesterday." "Well, I do appreciate. Damn, she sure did look adorable in that pajama top which did highlight her buxom boobs. “Do you like me in this,” she said “Because you are staring.” “Oh uh yeah uhhh you do look uhhh nice, I guess” he told her. ‘Then why don’t you come and join me. I won’t mind. You know I’d like that” she said. “Nooooo, I shouldn’t. I can’t. I uhhh promised uhhh,” but all he did was shake his head and close his eyes. “I can’t, Becki. That’ isn’t to say you don’t look pretty. I mean that too. I do” he assured. Her blood pumps harder and faster through her veins. I moan, “Oh shit...... this is so hot!” Screaming, “Mmmmmm........ oooohhhh....... aaagggghhhh” Her mouth engulfs my breast as I arch my back and release my orgasm. My flower releases love nectar onto her clit, it runs down her pussy and leg. I lean down and kiss her neck then look at you. I lick her neck as I keep grinding. She also moves and offers up her neck to me, waiting patiently as I keep grinding her clit. I move quickly and bite. As he pulled into his own street he realized with a sickening horror that that smoke was coming from his own home.Tracey’s car screeched to a skidding halt as he leapt out to see billows of black smoke fuming out of the back windows in large thick plumes.“VANESSA! VANESSA!” Tracey screamed. “VANESSA! CAN YOU HEAR ME?”Tracey looked down the side of the house and saw that her car was there so he knew she must still be inside. Tracey looked all around him trying to think hard about what he should.