His windows are frosted, but you can see through and tell that vague forms are inside. You can see people move around. Anyway, I didn't hesitate to go...down on him. His desk is sideways in the room so there is no hiding if anyone walks in. I don't care to get caught with him. It wouldn't bother me for people to know about the affair. It might be a little hard on you since many of them are our friends, but I don't give that a second thought really. He was grunting some and trying to stay quiet,. ”I opened the doors and stood there my pants down staring at her, flushed and panting and on her knees. I got on my knees in front of her and held her bare shoulders.“Wait,” she said and reached behind me to get the soaked black panties. “Taste these first.”She put them up to my mouth. I put my tongue out and touched the damp spot in the center. She did indeed taste as good as I imagined. Tracy pulled off her shirt and let her bra fall to the floor onto the soft throw-rug. Her tits were full. I pulled the shower curtain back and found her rinsing the suds from her beautiful body. I reached in and pulled her towards me for a passionate kiss and immediately began caressing her dripping wet curves. My hand found her pussy, and before things got out of hand, Jes suggested that we make our way to her bed. She was actually sleeping on an air mattress in the living room while her brother was visiting. Of course, my first thought was “Please don’t let him walk in on us!” But Jes was. I'd read about a girl that had donethat. She'd convinced her kidnapper to trust her by doing what he askedwithout putting up a fight. One day he sent her to the store alone andshe got to a phone and called the cops. It was a long shot but it was myonly option. There was no way I could take him in a fight. The guy wastoo big. I was tall: six-two, but I was a wimp. While other boys haddeveloped their bodies playing football and soccer I'd holed up in myroom studying piano and guitar, mastering.