Just conserving my energy. Still a bit jetlagged.” Jennifer stretched her arms above her head.“So we’re going to hit the mixer?”“Seems to mo...tly be for the young ones. Which here I guess is like eighteen to twenty-five.”“Why do you think Daddy’s so keen for us to go?”“Maybe he just wants us to have a good time? Maybe he’s got an ulterior motive. But I mean, it can’t be anything we didn’t sign up for right?”“Good point.” Tegan conceded. Worst case scenario, she figured, was she came home drunk. No. Please. No." Suddenly a hand in my hair,pulling me back and knocking me into the wall again, and my vision swam. I shut up. I looked sideways and tried to see behind me, but I stillcouldn't see anything. I happened to glance down and saw the shavingmirror. It was facing me, facing behind me. As the finger slowly pushedinto me, I stared at what couldn't possibly be.There was no one behind me. I was being ground into the tile andviolated by what felt like a professional wrestler, and. I can still remember the sight of her ass, perky and firm, with tiny little, girly panties. I knew what she wanted without her even saying a word and I wanted it too. Instinct and lust took over, my hands caressed and explored her small, cute ass cheeks before pulling her panties down as she erotically arched her back and lifted her ass. I didn’t know why, but I could not resist pushing my face between her small, smooth, soft but firm ass cheeks and tongued her hole. The excitement, the sweet. "I'm Ok, mom, how are you feeling?" "I like what I'm feeling," I answered him. "Are your arms getting tired where you have them?" Yea, it's a little uncomfortable," Here try this to see if it feels better," I said as I took a hold of both of his hands and placed them on my bare thighs. "Is that better?" Yea, that's a lot better."I looked down. When I put his hands high on my thighs, I put them palms down. His thumbs were resting on the inside of my thighs, very close to my panties. I liked what.