It was a few minutes past time and I was starting to think they wouldn't show up. After about 15 minutes had passed a couple with a black lady showed...up. It was them!! My heart was racing and my cock was getting hard.They mingled around the bookstore for a minute or two and then headed back to the booths. They stopped at the door right in front of me and she smiled at me as they opened the door and went inside. They picked the room that was adjoining to the room that I was standing in. "Fine with me. Mother will probably want to know what you were doing here in the first place. Remember you are the one that is in the wrong bed, not me."There was more crying and I really felt sorry for her, but I had to act this way with her since I knew that mother was going to kill me if Linda was to tell her that I was rubbing my cock against her."Why are you doing this to me? You know that I can't sleep in my room all alone." I can't help myself. Each and every time that you are lying next. Was it sane for him to lust after her this irrepressible way? He sought to turn a blind eye to everything regardless. Her high-heels pierced the floor sharply and step by step. She was clothed in her arousing underwear and bra, lifting in her hand a huge bag filled with a bunch of stuff inside it. Sure. She was going to dance on her own inside the deserted Criminal Investigations classroom while some notes of silver-toned music played loudly. It was quiet and desolate besides. The setting was. She said she was hot from the wine. I wanted to tell her I was hot for her.I had to do something , I had to know. I figured out that since the 2 bathrooms were located at the same end of the house separated by a not so thick wall. Under the vanity I went were as a k** had made that my fort. Now it's going to be an observation room were the mysteries of my mind will be answered. I took my dads drill & drilled a hole through the wall just underneath their vanity top, knowing that it would have.