She was really doing a good job.“Oh god Rita keep sucking it like that!” I moaned. It was dark but I could see her rubbing herself as she sucked m... off. Every time she brushed her clit she’d scream onto my cock which made me twitch around. Just as I leaned my head back in pleasure I heard something rattling the leaves and grass on the ground, turns out Rita heard it too. “Hey you guys out here, it’s me,” we heard Stephanie say. “Dammit! Does she know every time we sneak off! ” Rita whispered. “I don’t think I should tell you why it isn’t easy for me to be a good girl.” “Come on, tell me.” “I don’t know if I should,” she said, pressing her crotch against the screen door, her nipples and cleavage showing. “Come on, I want to know.” “I get horny,” she said, looking down at her bare feet, then gave me that cute, shy smile, looking me in the eyes. “You do,” I responded. “Yeah, like now. Standing here talking to you is getting me hot.” “Me too.” “Do I turn you on, mister?” she asked,. Her slender body quivered with surprise when he slid the tip of his tongue between her lips but she did not object. He kissed her a little harder and his tongue ventured father into the warmth of her mouth. The tip of her tongue brushed timidly against his and her slender body squirmed on his lap as she whimpered quietly with pleasure.“Was that a French kiss?” she whispered breathlessly.“It certainly was.”“Did it make your thing hard again?”“What do you think?”“I don’t know, I can’t feel it. She wore a blue suit and he could see that she was carrying a briefcase.In a no nonsense type voice she said, "I am Beth Dunaway. Ginny Walters said you could look at some papers for me and give me some advice."Kyle invited her in and then directed her to a chair by the dining room table. He asked her before she showed him any papers to tell him what was going on."About two years ago my son Kevin was trying to earn some money for college. He was driving two people to the airport in my car when.