She seemed uncomfortable, as she was sitting way down my thighs. I hauled her slight frame up against me and her head finally nestled against my chest..."This is OK? Being this close?" Sure. Why do you ask?" Oh, I don't know. I thought maybe it was something I had done, that you didn't want to see me anymore, but Janey said it was her, too. Is it what Gertie said? She was just teasing you, you know."I held the little girl tightly to me, resting my chin lightly on the top of her head. She was so. Do her hard!"Mr. White looked surprised, but he grabbed her hips and started slamming into her. "Pull my hair!" she moaned, and with another surprised look, Mr. White complied. As he pulled her back to him, he reached under her and squeezed a nipple."Harder," she moaned."Are you sure?" he asked. Clearly, this was not normal behavior for Mrs. White."Yes, hurt me!" she cried as he squeezed hard. "Make me your bitch!"Mrs. White was really getting into it, and I suddenly realized that my hand was. I hugged her and was consoling her. I don’t know what happened, she kissed me on my lips for a few seconds.I was shocked, she kissed me again. This time, I responded to her. My mind tells, it is a sin, but lust told to enjoy such a beautiful kiss. We broke the after 5 minutes, she said sorry, as she didn’t want to kiss me but kissed me in a confused state. This time, I kissed her, hugging her tightly.She didn’t respond but pushed me. I again kissed her, slowly she started to respond. I lifted. "And the girls liked it?"I blushed, worried that I might have to explain which girl liked it, but I nodded anyway. I think the blush worked in my favor. Emily assumed I was trying to be protective of the girls' honor who had allowed such intimacies."Oh," she said.Dad showed up then. We climbed into the van, Emily and I sitting in the back seat, Alex and Chelle in the middle. Emily snuggled up to me when we sat. I was a bit surprised figuring I had blown my chances with her. I had my hand on her.