.. maybe not. They seemed to get along fine after the three of them had their talk. And Dad ... I really think he's proud of me. And Paulette ... That...little vixen loves me. I can do no wrong as far as she's concerned. I dread to think of her getting old enough to date. I imagine there will be some pissed off parents because I'm damn sure going to have a talk with any of the punks she decides to date. If I can stay a virgin until I get married, then they can keep their dicks in their pants when. ”Sandra touched his cock through his jeans and giggled. She cooed, “Thanked? I think you feel hard.”Glen blushed and slowly extricated himself from their embrace. He asked, “Who’s hungry?”The question immediately changed the topic of discussion as everyone answered in the affirmative. Glen went into the kitchen and came out with a tray full of cinnamon buns. He smiled as he set them down and stated, “Homemade cinnamon buns.”He brought out coffee and four cups. After pouring everyone a cup, he. I couldn’t twist or move. Itried to open my mouth but there were no words. Igurgled in my throat, shut my eyes tightly in more fearthan I had ever imagines before, and heard theunmistakable sound of a zipper.Fingertips ran through my pubic hair, pulling cruelly.I gasped, tried to move my hips, turn away, but theypried my legs open. Panicking. Escape! Help! tears and more tears. Howcould this be happening to me?Then he entered me. I felt his warm flesh against mineand his fingers fumbling. I would send him pictures of me getting ready and ask him to choose which outfit was best. He would comply and do not once ask me what the hell I was up to. This gave me more confidence until I could not hold in my desire any longer.I sent him a blurred naked pic of me and that started a tempestuous chat between us. Now, the lust was out in the open. I was also falling for him but I did not want to disclose that as I thought that would not be something he would be interested in. So we both.