The words “suck cock” coming out of that sweet mouth were a shocker. “When did you find out...How did you find out?” “This afternoon, your...mother was certain that if you were going out with your father there would be sex. She told me all about you two.” She appeared to be warming. “What’s it to you, Donna?” “Michael, I love you. I have always loved you” Hearing those words brought more tears to my eyes. She paused and then her words took on an empathetic tone. “And…I also love your. Whenever he looked at her, she felt naked. Often her face flushed and she had to leave his vicinity if she could. He talked like he owned the place, her, the whole world. Not with mockery or glee, but with authority and power. His look, his presence radiated something that made her shiver sometimes. And very horny. It touched a nerve in her needs.Mostly Drake was preferring the male waiters. It made her think he was gay, but the women indicated otherwise too obviously. He tipped generously,. He really looked like a travelling salesman on bad times. Angie was sitting on the bar stool while her new friend was standing in front of her with a pint glass half full in his hand. What I notice most was whenever Angie looked away from him he would look at her legs. It was then I became aware of her skirt had ridden up big time. I suppose because it was short anyway it wouldn't take much for it to ride up if it were unchecked by the wearer. Moreover, this was unchecked even from where I was. I was so excited knowing I was going to actually get to fuck Rose. She had set the room up before she picked me up, candles and a rubber on the pillow. As she drove to the motel she took my hand and put it between her thighs pushing it to warm wet pussy. She said I could play but had to stop before she came. As she had a special way she wanted me to make her cum the first time that afternoon. She moaned and sucked in a deep breath of air pulling my hand away moaning out not yet lover.I was so.