He apologizes, begs his mistress' forgiveness and swears he wants to be used. Tells me he loves the feeling of being totally filled. I reply by buryin... the vibe all the way to it's end. Then I turn the switch and listen to the muffled hum as it buzzes deep inside of him.While he moans quietly, eyes shut and ass humping the air slightly, I ask him how he would feel if someone could see him like that. Young, but still a grown man. Not a gay bone in his body. Proud owner of a nice hard cock. Being. After we dance several time with me glued to him I said, "Brit, we have a problem," Oh really, we surely can't make him or her disappear," he said quite seriously."If anyone is going to disappear, it would be you," I said to correct his thinking."Or you," he did smile. "So what is the problem?" I used to be a deputy sheriff in this county. I made an enemy or two." I said before he cut me off."How could that be old girl?" he asked laughing at his attempt at humor."Never mind that, I am not going. I looked over at Uncle Paul and apologized for being so loud and waking him. During my apology, I got on my knees in front of him and asked him to forgive me for waking him up. I also asked him not mention this to my mom. He said that it was no problem and explained that mom would not be coming home tonight. He said that she and my father were going to work on their relationship at home. I don't know how I felt about that. On the one hand I was glad because I wanted my family back together,. It hit me like being kicked in the stomach. A gut clenching contraction in the pit of my gut. As I approached she saw me and it was like breaking a spell, her legs clamped quickly closed and she grabbed her drink and started chatting to Weston. I walked of to them both and asked if she wanted to come and join me at a table further down the garden where I had been sitting. I didn't want to create a scene. "It's ok, I'm fine here catching up with Weston" she said. I looked at Weston and he just.