“Okay, I've got to get home. If you're a good girl maybe we can meet for coffee at the beginning of the week.”She clung to me and I allowed her to...do it, counting in my head to calm myself down.When I reached sixty I felt I could speak without growling orders. “What's wrong?”She answered without taking her head away from my neck and her words were a little muffled. “I want to stay with you,” she said, in tears. “I wish you wanted to see me more.”What I wouldn't give to take her home and—stop,. Reaching down the back he unhooked her bra and pulled the front of her top down. The other one ripped her bra out baring her firm tits. "Yo! Open the sunroof", he barked at the driver. A scary suspicion started to form in my mind. Turning to my mom he looked her straight in the eyes. "Now, you are going to stand up on the seat through the sunroof". Mom started pleading but was shut up with a tight slap. We were about to enter the village now. Her hair had become messy and untangled. Reaching up. "We continued to eat in silence. I was feeling rather embarrassed about the situation. Would Mom refer to it at all? Or would she pretend that it hadn't happened. I noticed her glancing at me from time to time, but I had difficulty in meeting her eyes. Finally she broke the silence: "Honey, what we did last night...was...umm...a very...umm...naughty thing to do." She was blushing and looking down into her coffee."Well..." I began, but couldn't think of anything else to say. What I wanted to say. I leaned my ass against one, then turned and grabbed her under her arms, lifting her high above me, which surprised her. I slowly lowered her down – and she got it. Spreading her legs wide, she wrapped them around my back, then reached down and fitted my cock into her pussy. Her weight now forced her down hard onto me, putting us together, face-to-face, so I was fucking her while standing.As I entered her, she arched her back, closed her eyes, opened her mouth, and moaned loudly. She held her.