"No, please don't think that, I want to help..." "So I am not sexy to you?" She interrupted me with a little girl's voice and changed her entire deme...nor in an instant. I have never met another woman who could act so convincingly and change from moment to moment like she could. "Yes very sexy, I mean, you know, you are a beautiful woman." I was bright red with my head down, totally lost in her Mediterranean beauty, wondering how all of this was going to end. "I am thinking I know how I can. Not fifteen minutes later, I was sitting in Owen's car on the way home. After Abby left with Ryan, Owen offered to give me a ride. We spent the drive in relative silence, the palpable feeling of sexual tension hanging in the air around us. It was as if we had changed all of a sudden. Like we both were finally, at the same time, accepting the feelings we had toward one another.But what if I was reading it all wrong? I wanted to say something. Literally anything to cut this tension. I just. "How do you do, Mrs. Clark?" Debbie said."Fine, thank you," Bette answered."I imagine you're very happy to be home after well, after everything."Even though Debbie was smiling sweetly, Bette sensed a hidden undercurrent of malice in the girl's voice. She kept her own voice even as she replied, "Yes, I'm very happy to be home."Tony crossed to the lovely black-haired teenager and put an arm possessively about her shoulders, kissing her cheek. He grinned happily, looking at Debbie with the love he. Spitting on my hand, I lubricated her so that her firm shaft slipped easily back and forth between my legs. Soon I could feel her precum dripping down my leg.Getting into it, she began to fuck my legs, moaning softly each time I pushed her down. After a while she whispered, "You are going to make me cum all over you." I know sweetie," I answered, "Just not quite yet." And, opening my legs, I left her cock dangling there, unable to get any friction."Uhh, uhh. Come on, don't stop. Please baby,.