I told her not to worry I'm over it and I bought her a drink. After we finished the drink it was already midnight and Caitlyn asked what's my plans fo... the rest of the night. Telling her I don't have any, that I'm probably going to go home as it's already late and ratger lay in my bed alone, she immediately asked if she can join. I said sure thing but don't you have a curfew and she replied yes but as it's the "last friday" of my holidays, my parents said it's fine that I have my last fun. "There is one way," he said. "What's that?" I asked him in a pleading voice. You have a nice body and I would sure like to see it in action. I was shocked. I knew what he wanted, but I asked him anyway... I'm stupid I guess. Mr. Owens walked over to me and told me that he wanted to fuck me, and that he wanted me to fuck a special person for him. If I did this for him, my bills would go away for a while. I was stunned. I wanted to get up and leave, but I was in deep trouble. I asked Mr. Owens. He kept his hands away from my breasts and sweet spot which turned me on even more because he was being a gentleman about it. Meanwhile I was running my fingers and nails all over his body while resisting the urge to reach down and find out just how aroused he was. We still had our clothes on at this point and I asked him if he wanted to take this any further. His reply was that it was up to me and that he had never done this before. I told him that I had never done this either but that. She cathces him staring hungrily at them but he doesn’t say anything, instead moving down to pull her trousers off. Suddenly, she realises she had forgotten to change into her spare pants like she’d meant to. Now it was too late. He drags her trousers over her fat ass with a bit of effort and down to her ankles, exposing her crotch. She’s embarrassed to see it’s as bad as she feared. Her aroused pussy has swollen to press tight against the fabric of her pants, the chubby lips threatening to.