She leaned down as I slowly fucked her and whispered “I have been thinking all day about that movie we watched last night and I’ve been so turned ...on all day that I had to go in the bathroom and finger myself so the kids wouldn’t see. Do you still want to see me suck a strangers cock like a slut in a dirty video booth?” I replied “I never said I wanted you to” and she said “I could tell you wanted me to since you didn’t say yes or no. I could be your sexy little slut and share some cum with. He blushed a bit, when he glanced at my ample cleavage. Men always do. Some of them, anyway. Others just ogle. I model. Bras and panties and things. TV, editorial. Some runway. Men can always tell. And I can always tell when they finally figure it out. I buttoned up quickly and said, “Now, I’m sorry.” He smiled, still flushed, and said, “Don’t be.” And there was something plaintive in it. Something that made me stop buttoning. In fact, I reopened the one that had come loose. And stayed there,. She reaches between my pants after i get the cigarette with my mouth, licking her soft breasts slightly. "oh im sorry, i didnt mean to." she giggles. By this time I dont care that shes heavy and not my type, her tits and behavior are making me so horny i try to make out with her... "sorry, i have a bf" she says. I am confused and horny, this girl keeps making me feel her tits and grabbed my hard cock. My friends confirm she has a bf, damn lead on i think.The night is waning and she still wont. A man came over and bent down beside the girl. It was the one she'd been talking to - arguing with - on the sidewalk. He was a lot older than her, but the resemblance was obvious. Her father or grandfather, I thought."I - I am Auguste deSange. My granddaughter, how she is?"Elvis stepped forward and bowed his head. "I'm very sorry, Mr. DeSange, but I think she's dead."DeSange turned and looked at his granddaughter. He never touched her or even walked closer, but I got the impression.