“Only one of you married MILFs have come close.” Still staring at it as well as stroking it, I asked who. He asked me if I remembered the redhe...d from the Christmas party.I bristled. “That bitch? I hated her. She was such a stuck up...“ I just started sputtering. I hated her so much. “She strutted around and almost ruined the party.” Ron laughed. “Yeah, but she was wild in bed and was the best cocksucker I have ever met. You think you could do better?” Rising up, I swallowed the bait,. He was getting hard, she was already wet. After a furtive look around, Bernie decided the time was ripe, and hiked her skirt up. ‘What the fuck!’ Mel sputtered, caught off guard. ‘No, no, this is good. It really is good, Mel,’ she said, hoping to calm him, wanting him to do her then and there. ‘I know its raining, Bernie…but people will see us.’ Bernie wouldn’t allow him to object any further. She gave his cock another squeeze, felt it jump in her hand, and laughed. ‘C’mon, Mel, it’ll be a. ."The detective remains silent, regarding the poor girl across from her with unjudging eyes, allowing the victim to set her own pace."I was angry at my parents after I found out. ?I asked, but they wouldn't let me dye my hair? pink, like my friend Beth's. ?I had just started my freshman year at college, and I wanted to try something new. ?Maybe if mom and dad had let me, they would have taken somebody else."Melissa pauses in her account, eyes staring blankly, unmoving. ?She seems lost in some. ” I paused to kiss her. “Is your hymen still there?”She shook her head. “I used to horseback ride when I was a kid.”“You probably masturbate a lot, don’t you?” I said, teasing her flower.She was panting.“Don’t you?”“Yes- oh fuck!- yes!”“Yes what?” I asked, my lips moved to her collarbone while my fingers continued to play with her.“Yes, I masturbate,” she moaned. “But not a lot… Oh, fuck, right there!”I had pulled the hood of her clit back with my thumb and was running the tips of my fingers.