Cree to finish. Two, three, four minutes passed.Finally, Mr. Cree made a final click and turned back towards Laura, “You have a son, right?”Laura�...��s smiled turned genuine. She did have a son. The love of her life.“He around my son’s age, right? fifteen? sixteen?”Laura was clearly proud of her son, and you could tell it in her voice, “My son, Jason, recently turned fifteen. I believe your son is sixteen, right?”“Yes, he’s sixteen.” Mr. Cree leaned in slightly, causing Laura’s confidence to begin. Any resistance Carla may have felt had long gone. All her inhibitions had left her along with her garments. The final, almost invisible covering, her thin lace panties began to be drawn down over her thighs, exposing her totally hairless mound and still firm buttocks. The night air against her damp naked flesh made her quiver with excitement and the cold hard fingers, pressing and probing her most intimate places was sending her to a wonderful place she had never before experienced. “No.... Admittedly he had his back to you and hisbody was blocking you from seeing me.As I said, I was already turned on. My face must havebeen glowing because I felt it burning with excitementand embarrassment. The cheeky bastard just pulled up mytop (she doesn’t wear a bra) and started squeezing mybreasts and pinching my nipples. Joe kept talking asthough nothing unusual was happening. They led me tothe room but shielded me so that you didn’t notice mybare breasts on show. Lots of the. She was young and pretty and almost always horny and almost always up for hot, dirty cyber, one of my favorite playmates. The wedding might have been an opportunity to make those fantasies real. I was not exactly young any longer but Ginny had no shortage of younger men to satisfy her. I had experience and that counted for something at least. The problem was my schedule. I had to be in Hong Kong on Monday morning, a twelve hour flight and I would lose a day to the International date line..