I’ll text you in the morning.’ Sometimes I feel as though AJ can be like a big brother to me. He trusts that I know what I’m doing, but expects...me to check in with him when I go out of town. I like that he wants me to; it help me feel safe in my own ways also. He is truly my best friend. He texts back moments later telling me to keep safe, and to hear from me soon. I smile down at my phone before sliding it back into my purse. Arriving at Frank’s I can’t help but be in awe. The house isn't. We sat in the car casually speaking about nothing in particular, what town she and her husband lived in ,where her k**s went to school etc When in the middle of our conversation she says to me ‘Okay take it out’ I said what? and she said ‘take your cock out’. At this point it took me about 10 seconds to take iout my have hard cock after which she proceeded to go down on me like a hungry whore slurping and whimpering like a little slut.. She sucked thing thing like crazy for about 10 mins and I. She did not respond or deny. It was her first kiss of life and so I kissed her softly.I kissed her for a long time and after a minute, she also responded back. Then I kept my hand on her breasts and pressed it lightly. Even though she removed my hand at first, I kept my hand and squeezed her breasts with some force. After a while, she fully let me keep my hand on her boobs without any resistance.I kissed and pressed her breasts. I then took her hand and made her press my dick above the trouser.. “Yeah, especially since my dad’s a cop,” she said laughing. “Most of the boys that come over to my house go home crying.”“That would suck even worse,” I said.“Yeah,” she replied. “Your house is so much bigger than mine. Want to show me around?”When she said that I started feeling really uncomfortable. As I mentioned before my father was extremely well off, and had no problem flaunting his wealth. We lived in a 12,500-square-foot mansion. It had three floors, 8 bedrooms, 8 bathrooms, five-car.