This time, he kept lingering and stalling. I moved a bit closer to him. Now there were just inches between us. His body towered above mine and I could...see his chest moving more rapidly. For a few seconds I didn't dare to look up to him because I could feel he was looking down at the top of my head. Suddenly, he raised his hand, patted me on the head (yes, really) and said: "Well...thanks again." His hand rested on my head for a bit, then he lowered it, brushed my right cheek, grabbed my chin,. By now she had walked to the bottom of the stairs and her young pretty little face came into view. I was shitting myself. My head was the only thing she could see as the rest of me was covered in women's underwear. We had a quick conversation and she looked a tad disappointed to find the Rach was not getting back until late afternoon. I look down over her young body and her ultra tight fitting clothes. She has the most amazing long skinny legs. I look back up and her eyes locked onto mine. DAMN. Claire bit her lip and arched her back as a wave of pleasure rolled through her body. Panting heavily, she started stroking her breasts with one hand and grabbed the back of his head with the other.Gasping for breath as the pleasure subsided, she, asked him, "Are. You. Ready. Like. I. Am?" The last word came out as more of a squeak than an actual word.He looked up at her and grinned. He knew that, once she was sufficiently aroused, she had little patience for being eaten out, although he was. "Collette, could you put Patty on the phone please?" I don't know, Mrs. Taylor - she's still pretty upset too." I'm sorry to hear that Collette, but I'd like to understand just how upset Bobby is." He was pretty upset." Well do you think he was okay to ride his bike all the way back here safely?" Barbara demanded.Collette turned and looked out the window, as if to assess the safety of the world outside. As she did, she spotted Bobby's bike helmet lying on the front lawn. "Oh shit," she.