Not to mention the school."Sally looked at Sam, afraid of where she was going with this."You know I have... have a reputation to maintain at the schoo.... It's... it's very important to my husband and my careers. Any rumor like this could destroy us. Do you understand what I'm trying to say?" I... I guess," Sally said. Suddenly she was worried that Sam wanted them to end it now."Sally, whatever happens or has happened here must be kept between us. Do you understand?" she said, looking into the. “Well you didn’t DO anything, really. As soon as I got in, you took my clothing off, pushed me into a missionary position and began humping away.” Mom said.She was right, I had just gone in and started fucking her. I hadn’t considered what she wanted. I had just been so turned on that I didn’t care. Now, I felt bad. How could I do something like that? I felt like a dog who had just been hit on the nose with a newspaper for pissing on the floor.“So let me guess, you’re gonna let your sister come. He runs two thick fingers from your clit up the crack of your ass, tracing the line of your thong, and you jump a bit, shaking the mirror and knocking some of the powder out of place. He hisses when he feels how wet you are already. “ Fuck, girl. You’re ready for it.” You turn to him and smile, motioning to the mirror. “Look what you made me do.” He slaps your bare ass, hard. “Fuckin’ fix it then.” You do as he asks and hand him the rolled up twenty. “Ladies first,” he says, but there is. “Uh, maybe I’ll go home after dinner, that smells pretty good, actually.”“Yeah, why don’t you wait until after dinner to punish me.” Peter kept an arm around Lauren’s waist and led her back to the kitchen. He moved her skirt and jacket onto a dining room chair, then set plates out at the bar.Peter returned to the refrigerator and rooted out another couple of bottles of beer. Lauren pulled a spatula from a drawer and served up some casserole. She was daintily tasting the hot meal when Peter sat.