I was soon cleaned up and out of my room. Passing through the archway into the kitchen I saw Cindy at the counter. She was slicing bread, for sandwich...s, I supposed. I snuck up on her. "Peter! Get your hands off of those. They aren't toys, mister!" Her hands slapped mine, which were cupping her tits. So soft, and no bra. I didn't remove them. I wanted to feel the nipples hardening, and I did. I chuckled into her neck, and I kissed it, then licked it. She smelled and tasted of Palmolive soap. I. I tugged a bit more and she started her movement backwards, but I pushed her right and we headed towards her family room.“Faster,” I said to her as I moved my arms with the motions of her legs.Instead she stopped and my hands were the only things between my cock slapping against the back of her jeans. I looked at the clock and could tell I had close to about 15 minutes with her. I withdrew both hands. I sent my left across her stomach and up her shirt as I led the other down the back of her. He immediately let out fuck yeah, and put his hands on my head as I was sucking his cock. Right then and there I knew I loved sucking cock. I was getting really into it, I was moaning, and making a sloppy mess with my spit getting everywhere. He told me to get up and get on the floor on my knees. I do that and he grabbed my head and shoves his cock into my mouth and starts to fuck my face. I was feeling like such dirty slut and enjoying every minute of it. After sucking his dick he for a bit he. As I was already in mood before his arrival, I was getting tempted. After struggling for around 10-12 minutes, I had no more strength to try anything more. He kept on seducing me. I was loosing control over my body. When he saw, I was not opposing any more, he loosened his grip a bit and kept on squeezing my boobs, kissing my neck, shoulder, and upper back, licking my ear lobes, and tried everything to seduce me. I was getting hornier with him feeling me so intimately, but was controlling.