Our breasts were mashed together so tightly that I could feel her hard nipples drilling into the soft skin of my breasts. The pubic hairs of her mound...tickling the flesh of my thigh as Samantha urgently pushed herself against me. I opened myself to her as I swooned with a sexual fever."Oh, fuck Laura," Samantha breathed her words hotly into my mouth as we continued the passion of our kiss. I continued to manipulate her sensitive G-spot, moving her quickly toward an orgasm. "That feels sooo damn. Mom’s brother Steve was an attorney and he told mom to go after the man who killed my father. The man was a well to do local businessman and he settled without going to court. Mom used the money to set up college funds for Ilene and me.There was also a bit of good fortune for me. I know this is going to seem cold and dispassionate of me, but you have to remember that since my beating with the belt we had not had a normal father/son relationship. In fact we didn’t much have any relationship at. I arched my back with the pleasure of her soft hands gliding over the panties and her warm breath against my cheek as she whispered her thoughts. Whatever you are wearing is making you cock feel so smooth and you are so hard. She pulled her hand out and I felt her finger tips on my zipper. Then the only sound in the room was our breathing and the raspy sound of a zipper being slowly pulled down.“Let me guess Larry,” Pamela said, “I think you are one of those panty boys.” And as she said the. Her coat was removed and taken away by a gloved butler. He smiled at her as his aged eyes travelled over her approvingly. She followed the sounds of music that were drifting in from the nearby ballroom. It was truly a grand affair. There was a big band orchestra playing upbeat, fast paced music at one end of the large room. Along one whole side was a lengthy, fully laden buffet table overflowing with culinary masterpieces and several punchbowls. Several costumed couples had already taken to.