At least it was dark, he could not see me. But I could feel him. I could feel my boy's thick cock pressing into my ass. His arms were folded right aga...nst my breasts.I had to do something."John, thank you for waking me up. I feel much better now you don't have to stay. Let me up." Shh, I'm not going anywhere. Now be quiet and go back to sleep."I know it was wrong, but what could I do? Short of kicking and screaming--clawing my way out of the bed, he had me. A part of me thought, "He's just. When I realized that Mrs. Johnson was nowhere to be seen, I started checking the boards on the fence that divides her yard from ours. A laurel hedge was planted on our side of the fence and I had to squeeze between the hedge and the fence as I checked each board. It was then that I began to get concerned that Mrs. Johnson might be filled with remorse over what had happened. What if she regretted what we had done? What if she wouldn't speak to me again? What if she was mad because I. He didn't seem to be too thrilled about that but I did call her shortly after that to see it I could pop over to talk about something and she readily agreed.So I did go over and we went into her small living room to talk."I wanted to ask about Emery spending the night with your girls tomorrow night. It seems they've asked him and I wanted to make sure you knew about this and approved." Oh, Brock, maybe I'd better start with telling you about how I was brought up. Um, I'm sure it was. As I shut the door she went over and stood in front of the windows. I didn't turn the light on as not to spoil the view. I took my coat off, slipped off my shoes walked up behind her. As I put my hands on her shoulders Lindsey sighed and leaned back against me. She was about 5' 4" and couldn't have weighed more that 95 pounds. I reached my around her and unzipped her coat without any resistance from her. Then I slid it off her shoulders and after it cleared her long slender fingers I dropped in.