I turned him to face me. He was breathless, flushed. I looked into his eyes; took hold of his face and brought it to mine. I pressed my mouth to his a...d shoved my tongue between his lips. He sucked it in as he exhaled. Kissing isn't something I normally spring on my straight slaves, at least not in the early going, but I had no intention of beating around the bush with this one.While I kissed him I slid my hand down his back, past his tucked-in shirt and the belted waist of his pants. I felt. She did let Millhouse finger her after all.The way it happened was Millhouse had tried his usual pathetic attempt to come on her but due to the lack of inhibitions, she accepted his proposition instead of her just cutting him down. Lisa had led him out into the Simpson's backyard and up into her brother Bart's treehouse. Up there they had made out for a while as Millhouse fondled her pert breasts. Soon Lisa's desire had overcome her and she guided Millhouse's hand down to her waist and up her. The smell of her perfume mixed with the smell of her pussy was even more intoxicating than the wine coolers. I felt a little funny as this woman was probably older than my mom and I really had no idea what I was doing. What I did know was that my cock was so hard that it hurt and I wanted to be inside her when it did. I laid down beside Millie and we started kissing and fondling each other, her pussy was so soft and wet and warm. "I want you inside me" She whispered to me. I sat up and Millie. “You going to bring that up? Trying to turn them against me? The man you went with before me? Your ex-boyfriend who you’ve always regretted not marrying? You expect me to believe you never slept with him the whole time?”“Yes, I do. And you know exactly why I went to him and I think you know perfectly well that I did not sleep with him. You know exactly why I went, Peter, and you could have told them, but instead you told a half truth – in fact because it was not even about me getting back late,.