I showed up in black pants and a black tank top with a bottle of Jameson. Her place was decorated in a retro chic Austin Powers type of way. It was qu...te flattering. She had a white piano as well. She smoked way too many cigarettes and her place smelled like she was in denial of that fact. I wasn't. She flirted and asked why I bothered with dinner with her with myself looking so fine. I honestly wanted some mature pussy and we'd hit it off enough via chat. I could tell that some BBC would get. When I came back to work my aunt asked if I was okay because I was sweating and it was only about 60 degrees outside. I laughed and told her I was fine and we went back to work. Later on that night during dinner I couldn't clear my head about what I had seen and I decided I was going to ask my aunt who the boy was that left this morning. I thought I was going to have to call for help when I asked her because she choked on her dinner for a moment. She became very distressed and worried that I. She shut her laptop down and closed it. She wandered in the dark to the bathroom feeling her way there. While in the bathroom, she made a horrible realization; not only was she locked in the library, but the library was closed until Saturday morning. She decided she would pack up and wander around to see if she could find a way out without setting off the fire or burglar alarm.As she walked up to her laptop to pack it up, she found it open and her screen saver running. She stared at it for a. All day throughout the rest of her meetings, she could feel how wet her pussy was getting. The only downside was her desk faced Jason’s, so Mandie had to resist the urge of wanting to play with her very wet and very horny pussy. The car ride back to the hotel was slightly awkward; Jason kept trying to figure out her plans for the night while Daddy had switched the vibrations up to a medium speed. Trying to keep her composure, she looked over at Jason and told him she was meeting up with a.