Our mutual confessions had brought us closer before I could feel she wanted sex, but now I could feel she wanted sex with me. Her mouth twisted to tak... my tongue, we clawed at each other and I could feel she was more aroused than I had seen her before. I thrust my hand up, under her pink top and tried to slide them under her bra. To my delight, she lifted her arms and pulled her top off, then reached behind and unclipped her bra. She wanted her firm tits sucked and suck them I did. My lips and. He was a lot taller and quite beefy. Oh god what next!?"Get out"He ordered as he opened the door. I looked around, nowhere to run. This part of town wasn't residential and it looked like I was trapped. The strange feeling of expectation was growing though.He grabbed my wrist and pulled me up out of the car. I could see a bulge growing in his trousers and knew what was coming. Strangely i didn't resist though. Pulling me into an alley he grabbed me and with both hands grasping my arms he pulled. He knew that Betty was his even if she was doing what her sister told her to do. He’d seen Mark make her perform jumping jacks and smack his wife’s ass around the house. It had only made him chuckle. He didn’t question the fact that his nephew was dumping a load into his wife’s ass. He went to the kitchen and got himself a drink and went back to bed without question.Tucker, on the other hand, cleaned himself up and left without another word to Betty. She felt bad about what had happened, but. .. I thought maybe we were alike, maybe he was different from the typical guy I'd cast him off as, and he could see past my age and background to the mature, caring, wholesome person I was. I know I was being naïve, in retrospect, but that's honestly how I felt at the time. And when he brushed me off a second time, even more coldly than the first, added to what I thought he now assumed about the type of "sleazy" person I was, I can't even describe how much that hurt me... like I hadn't.