I know what you want. Go to Jasmine’s room, take off your dress, sit on the bed, and wait for me there. Understood?” as his hand rubbed slightly a...ainst her hardening nipple under her dress. Christine froze for a moment and took a short quick breath before nodding and whispering lowly, "Yes Sir, Mr. Dunn,” and she turned for the stairs. Christine slipped into the room and sat on her friend’s plush bed. She had slept there many times before, but now her head was spinning as she waited for Mr.. It had to be at least three minutes later, but I gave the pussy some love too. I fucked that tight pussy good. Debbie screamed for me to pound harder, faster.“I go faster, and I’ll cum to fast.” I explained. Tight gals always did that to me.“Work, I need to be there..soon.” Debbie said, taking hold of my arms.I kept pumping away. Within minutes, I knew I had to cum. I told Debbie, and her eyes grew wide and she smiled. It was if I was giving her a Christmas gift.“Get ready…here it comes!” I. And thus far he had not disappointed. That smile on his face and his warm inviting eyes. Boring would be the last word she would ever use to describe him, and she hoped to find a good many that night.Though he was unaware, or so she thought, to her secretive wants for affection and exploring the bond they had build through cable wires and dialup services. How amazing it was that he could reach out to her, and etch his name on her breast, claiming her.And she would go along so willingly.She. I told them I was sure and I didn't need that type of testing to tell. At least they couldn't prove it, as they couldn't do DNA testing without my approval or unless a crime had been committed.The girls were devastated by all this. Teenage girls take the death of a baby extremely hard anyway, and they were getting more and more upset by the subtle character assassination that seemed to be going on against their mother. It was hard for me to protect her any more than I had, outright lying about.