‘Lean forward my little panty wearing slut,’ Emmy says in a low sultry tone.I don’t know if it’s the drink talking but I have ...ever heard Emmy talk like this before. For the briefest of moments the whole pub comes back into focus as I look around hurriedly to see if anyone is looking. No-one can see us. I lean forward as instructed and I can feel Emmy’s cool hand trace across my exposed cheeks and her finger starts tracing a line down the Lace where it meets my. On the other hand, I couldn't let the abuse continue, either.Once he was out of sight, I moved out of the small stand of trees where I'd been hiding, and pedalled my way home. I found Tina sitting by the front door. It was weird, since when I left she was still inside asleep on the couch.She stood up when she saw me pull to a stop, "How did it go?" I don't know, yet, we will have to wait and see. I hope I did the right thing, and the little confrontation I had with her dad will put a stop to. Her friends were concerned about her, and when the girls went off to look at the house, he found himself being questioned as to his intentions. He was up front about his feelings for her, with her friend, and told the other man he had no intention of hurting her. He loved her. The girls came back and there were goodbyes said, and hugs, and reassurances that she would be okay. They got into her SUV and started off, stopping for gas and coffee. The drive west down the number one highway was. "I need you, baby," she whispered, and gently squeezed his cock and balls. He felt so hot and good in her hand. "I need you very much, honey. Mother needs you so badly."Johnny's eyes moved downward, and rested between her thighs. Pleasure grew over his face when he saw his mother's cunt, lovely with that thick curling, soft hair. Her pink cunt lips looked so wet, and he saw her piss glistening in beads on the hair.She manipulated his cock, feeling it swell beneath her hand. Squezing his.