"Mr. Davenport didn't answer."Mr. Davenport?"Still no answer. Melissa pressed her face against the screen, looking down. Mr. Davenport was no longer i... the front yard; in fact, he was nowhere to be seen at all. Neither was anyone else, she realized, and how weird was that? The neighborhood should be just teeming with people, inspecting the damage, talking about it excitedly, waiting for police to arrive. Melissa counted not a single neighbor out in their yard. Not a car moved. Not a-She was. Any hole.” I grinned, rubbing my fingers between her ass cheeks.“Oh Carter. Oh Carter. This is so wrong. This is all so wrong. Why can’t I stop you?” She cried.“Because you fucking love it and you know it. So, what’s it gonna be? On your knees or over the desk?” I asked, pulling her panties out of her ass crack and teasing her anal pucker with my fingertip.Ms. Bliss shuddered and gripped the edge of the desk as I pressed my fingertip into her ring.“On your knees, or over the desk?” I asked. " You know, if you turn the lights off out there, we could cuddle down here for a while. The guys aren't meeting us until Eleven, so we don't need to rush off." What exactly do you have in mind Jeremy, you dirty pervert?"I knew though. He had a high sex drive, Jeremy did. Well, so did I, but I let him think he needed to persuade me. Men like that. Bastards. Anyway, eventually, we were cosied down on the bunk, under the thin blanket, in the dark, starkers. Shy I'm not.Jeremy was a slow,. For them this truly was the garden of eden.Ed took her hand saying, “Mrs Lavender what a nice surprise to see you here; is your husband about to join us?” She out-streched her arm saying, “ Dan just couldn’t make it this time Mr Lewis, sorry.”Ed, taking her hand looked into her brown eyes and a soft grin formed on his lips as he gallantly kissed her outstretched hand. “That’s such a pity Mrs Lavender”, said Ed. “ Perhaps you would join me for dinner this evening?”“Could I get a coke mom?” said.