My hard-on was evident.We quickly got to her house, a trendy colonial in an upscale LA suburb. I don’t know what her husband does for a living but h... obviously does very well. She led me by the hand to the front door and into the foyer. I was ready to strip her down and fuck her right there.You can imagine my shock and surprise when I saw a man sitting on the couch in the living room reading a book and nursing a drink.“Hello Ronnie, I’m Michael. Nice to meet you. Anne showed me the picture of. "That was how I lost you," she said."What do you mean?" I asked."Well towards the end of high school, some of the kids had noticed that Nat and I were very close. They started to make comments and jokes about it. Melanie kind of distanced herself from us then. I can't say that I blamed her. High school was all about fitting in. But when she stopped hanging out with us, I didn't get to see you or ask you for advice anymore."She put her head down as if she was trying to hide her face when she. At least the tip of his cock hadn't done anything except leak a little clear stuff. She was pretty sure cumming involved more than that.Finally she sat up. He'd been the perfect plaything. Now she wanted to make him happy. A thought came to her and she scooted back, exposing his boner. It looked wet."Show me how to do what your mother does," she said."Okay," he panted. He was in pain. He'd heard of blue balls, but this was the first time he was afraid he had them.She reached for it and he told. " he realized to himself. She had admitted that she knew he had wanted her. She had been playing with him this whole time. Now she was getting what she had asked for. Rommel looked around the room and walked to her vanity table. He finally saw the objects thrown all around the room by Giselle in her rage. He grabbed two things off her vanity, and walked back to her. Giselle watched Rommel the entire time, but she could not see what Rommel had brought with him. Giselle breathed heavily..