My husband mingles with the crowd who were drinking beer and wine, nervously chatting about us girls backstage getting ready to show ourselves, we too...were nervous and taking some pills to take off the edge so we could get into the sexy shoot relaxed and suggestive.It's a funny thing a lot of girls go through entering your teens tottering on your mother's heels and trying her lipstick. I always knew my mother was a beautiful woman as I tried to emulate her, but as far as being desired by a lot. I had to poke him and get his attention. After Rob repeated his request Mel reluctantly took his hands away from my body.Mel let me up and Rob asked me to get the plates and flatware and bring them out. He had stopped on the way home and bought the steaks and some potato salad to go with it. I brought that out too.I set the plates down near Rob and passed out the silverware. I put the potato salad on the table and said, “Mel, here’s the potato salad, Rob will bring you your steak in a minute,. No...demanded relief. Never breaking contact with my nipple, he wedged a hand between our bodies. I felt him using his knuckles to rub against my clit. Thrusting up against that hand, I want more contact, so badly. “ No, No, No! You are being punished,” he scolded. He wrapped my legs around his waist. Putting his hands under my ass, he lifted and carried me to the desk. There I sat with my shirt ripped open, my breasts out of my bra, and my skirt around my waist. A bit ashamed, I tried to. Thinking back for a second I knew she I went pretty heavy at the sex and back then I unloaded a few loads into her. But back then she was quite the woman and also had been with more men as well. But that's another story, Looking at Allison more closely I could see something more. "Excuse me, but Allison do you know who your dad is?" I asked "No mom here never told me."As Deb was about to say something the phone rang. Seeing an opportunity to have a moment Deb takes the call. Leaving me sitting.