She purred into his ear and wrapped her legs around his waist. "I want you in my bed, now." He responded by squeezing her ass and kissing her again.... He began to walk her back through the kitchen and up the stairs. Molly felt his cock growing, getting harder, occasionally twitching between her legs. As he walked, she began thrusting against him, feeling his hard cock run along her pussy lips. She kept kissing his neck, grinding against him. For his part, the older man held her firmly in. "Don't bother. Asking one of the lesbo ice-queens to a date is useless. Her and Monique don't date guys. After school they'll rush home holding hands. Heck, I hear they share a bed already," the extremely bitter voice said.Well, Monique and I did talk about that, but other than watching that we did not wander around the campus alone after that, we did nothing. Trying to explain would have been useless.Father's investigators were still trying to figure out what resort Jason was working at. Once. He even bought one Italian woman who fitted her description and the date of sale perfectly, but it proved not to be his Rubina, so she was shipped to Naples to work in one of the brothels there. It was luck and persistence that finally traced her for Ernesto. He was using a slightly different approach and had men going the rounds of the auction houses with a photograph of Rubina and saying that their master wished to buy a woman looking more or less like this. One man said he might be able to. By Mal's account, it didn't take long for her to finish herself off, making her buck her hips up and gasp out loud as she orgasmed. He admitted he had been wanking as he watched her and timed his climax to coincide with hers. She got up after taking a few moments to recover, grabbed her towel and hit the shower before coming out to meet me at the pool.I must admit that I was more than a little aroused at finding out that Mal had watched my Wife jilling off. I already found it hot that he had.