Whoever it was had violated her house and potentially had planned to violate her. The thought cause a shudder to pass through her, she wasn't sure whe...ther from terror or something else equally primal. Her shudder must have alerted him further, as her starting to wake must have caused him to attempt to redress himself before fleeing outside. Their eyes met, his went wide in horror of actually being caught. "Who the hell are you and what are you doing in my house?" She demanded as she jumped up. ‘Oh well. I don’t see what difference it makes. He stood you up. It’s not like he was there and you didn’t recognise him.’ ‘But–‘ I realised there was nothing I could say in response, not without giving away that he had been there–and for some reason, I didn’t want to do that. ‘I’m really sorry.’ Adam didn’t seem to want to give the game away either, his eyes softening as they met mine again. ‘I shouldn’t have stood you up.’ ‘So why did you?’ His mouth twisted slightly. ‘Because I’m a bloody. I do the same to her left one. All the while she is breathing heavy but letting me do as I please. I look at her then put my lips on your right nipple and start sucking it gently, alternating with making circles around the edges with my tongue. I alternate to her left breast and lower my hand to her pelvis. I look at her to see if she is watching me. But she was still looking upward so I continue downward and start rubbing her pussy through her shorts. She looks at me and I stop dead in my. Remembering how Jason would grab me, press me against a wall or bend me over a convienent chair or table. Ramming his cock into me like Marty. Wanting just one more quick fuck before his dad came home. I felt my cunt muscles loosen as I remembered. My pussy completely open and wet for cock. Marty was already breathing deeply, gasping as his hips drove his groin against my ass cheeks with loud slapping sounds. His legs pushed my legs further out, pressing my stomach against the back of the chair.