Jane wasn't purring, but she did snuggle back towards Grace's touch, letting Grace know she welcomed it."We're having some kind of chicken tonight, co...oked the French way, with sauce, over noodles. It's real good the way Gerta makes it. Gerta says we'll eat at seven. My mother thinks you're quiet Grace, from when we were at the golf course. I didn't tell her how you really are. My dad will be there too. He doesn't talk much at dinner, and when he does, its usually just about business. If you. Putting on his cuff links, he looked at the clock. It was 8:03. He casually walked from his bedroom in the back of the house to his guest room in the front. He waited. He stood by the window in anticipation. Seeing her would hopefully take his mind off work for a little while.She came into view at 8:05. He noticed she looked extra nice today. He noticed her legs first, long and slender, her pink running shorts barely covering her firm ass. Her shirt was sleeveless and fitted to show off her. I vaguely noticed several guys with equally amorous women on their arm, and then we were in his room and I was trying to get his pants undone, and he had his mouth all over my tits and was going ‘oh.’ As I got his cock free, he told me it was his first time. It didn’t really register. I didn’t care – I wanted some fucking. It was over gloriously fast. He came just as he entered me and I pushed his pulsing, spewing member as deep as I could and came with him. I felt the wave spill into me and. "Hush, quiet, don’t make them see you," he hisses as he slips he finger inside my cunt curling it to rub my g-spot. I cum around our combined fingers, gushing wetness. He holds me up while I try to catch my breath. His slippery fingers trace my lips and I open to invite him in. He grabs my hand and sucks my fingers clean while I run my tongue over his, collecting the last drops of my honey. He puts his hand around my neck squeezing just a little and I lean my head back against his shoulder.