I sat down, hoping she'd be quiet. She was only in the chair for a short time when she dropped down to the carpet to lay down and relax. I took a ...look at her, with her tight little ass sticking up and I started to get a little wood. . I realized I needed to think of something else, so I started making small talk. Bad move.I said, "Janet, if you're spending the night, where's your bag at?" She said she didn't have one. And I walked right into it and asked, " What about your pajamas?". "Now get the other thing."Abby picked up a red thong."This is her mother's favorite thong."Oh no, this was just too much!"You know how I know that? Like mother, like daughter."A new window opened on their screens. It showed Abby posing naked in a bathroom mirror. She looked innocent, not slutty. Then the image changed. Now it showed another redhead, older than Abby, posing in the same mirror, wearing the red thong. Abby looked shocked."Oh, you've never seen these before, right Abby?"Abby shook. We left the coffee shop and stood outside talking for another few minutes. Then he hugged me again. I felt his grip tighten and it was so difficult to break the hug. A week or so after this he asked me to meet him in the park to talk. We wandered around the park and found a bench to sit on. He took my hand and we sat and spoke. Speaking to him was so easy as we discussed our families and our backgrounds. Meeting in the park became an almost daily routine for us just talking and holding hands.. I could feel the ample clammy, cold flesh of her tits brushing against my shaft as they swang freely and mumbling filthy utterances, she sunk her heavenly lips around my cock, gently brushing her teeth along my shaft on the way down. No airs and graces, just straight down to the base so I could feel the head of my cock touching the back of her throat and feel the saliva caused in time by her gagging to run down my aching member. Her tongue snaked out and licked my balls at the same time and I.