Basicaly, i get my rocks off by dressing in frilly knickers and getting caught wanking by someone who then fucks me senseless. Now usualy this someone...is my boyfriend- it started out purley as a fantasy, but i loved it so much that i cant get enough of it and now make sure i treat him as often as possible. He never lets me down and is always rock hard in seconds flat.The first time i surprised him, i had been planning for weeks. This kink, of being caught, had become mixed up with another. My mom was proud of me too, for taking that job on from time to time. I had noticed Mr. Frankie looking at me a little differently lately, almost the same as the boys did at school. I would catch him peeking at my butt a lot and at my chest if I wore my white half- tee shirt, which my nipples would show through, as they were very dark, almost black in colour, a stark contrast to my white complexion. Sometimes I would feel them stiffen under his gaze; they were exceptionally large, jutting out,. “Just trying to decide how to spend our money.” “How much as Wade got in the bank?” My grandfather blatantly inquired. “How much have you got?” “I don’t know what Wade’s financial situation is.” I replied. “I don’t feel that’s any of my business.” “Which brings up the subject of his salary.” I quickly added. “What are we gonna pay him for his time?” “Michelle, you two need to sit down and go over your assets together.” J.D. asserted. “You need to decide who’s going to pay for what and so. "I thought I heard my parents' car." "You're paranoid!" I reached for his wrist and urged his hand toward my throbbing pussy, my clit aching and desperate to be touched. "Come on Jess, they would kill me if they knew I was having sex in the house!" He protested sitting up and reaching for his cigarettes. "And they don't mind you smoking in the house?" I sighed, shutting my legs and hitching back on the bed, my back against the wall. "I'm eighteen, I can smoke when I like." He lit one up and.