When he saw I didn’t protest, he moved just a little closer and started moving his hands up my leg, up to the knee. He lifted my long skirt and look...d beneath it, and then said “Mmh, nice…” and that’s when I felt uncomfortable again. I had always been told I was too skinny, I didn’t feel confident of my body and didn’t’ like being looked at particularly. Pat had let go of my hands and stroked my arms in a long and soft way. We didn’t say anything; nothing was clear or decided yet. I knew I. Some of them, I think, were appropriate. The answers she looked for. Others, now, make me uneasy. She has noted and noted, but has she approved? She gives little sign. And now she has a last question. "And me, Candidate Subject? This lady before you. Why would you choose me for your queen? Why would you give me this crown?" Because you are my counterpart. Because you are all that I dream of. Because you are intelligent and thoughtful and knowledgeable. Because you are clear. Because you are. Her mound is just as smooth as his daughter’s.She stands in a slight pose, letting the man observe her teen body. When his eyes wonder back up to meet hers, she smiles. Then she is on her knees and his erection is lodged in her mouth. She strokes the shaft while she sucks, ferociously on it like a dog with a bone. Leon’s body shudders as her hot mouth lubricates his manhood. There is so much saliva on it that it steadily pours down the length and onto his balls.“Oh, that’s it,” he groans.. I didn't know how he would react to me, especially around all our friends, all of whom knew I was in love with Sarah, but had no idea that Mark and Sarah had been fucking.The party was at our friend Rachel's house. It was a decent house, nice finished basement, three bedrooms upstairs. She just got it with her fiancé, Eric. I didn't know Eric as well, but I had known Rachel since we were k**s. We were always pretty good friends, never any friendzoning like what happened with Sarah.We all hung.