” He looked angry, but sad. He turned quickly, hiding his eyes and trying to shut the door behind him.“Jeffry, I came over to apologize…, please...…?” She put her hand on the door, keeping him from shutting it. “Look, I’m really, really sorry. I know I can get crazy sometimes. It won’t happen again, I’m so sorry!” she said.“Really?” he asked, hopefully, cheering up a little bit. Jeffry really liked sucking dick and eating pussy; he didn’t want to give it up. Beck had even sucked his dick once and. “I mean, I might be wrong. And even if I’m not...” She shrugged. “You know. So, you’ll go see her tonight?”“I’ll check with Vicky that it’s all right for me to be home late. It shouldn’t be a problem, but if she says no, I’ll let you know.”Emily nodded. After a pause, she said, “Rissa couldn’t tell me what happened in the bathroom. She says she can’t remember. Something to do with the concussion or whatever.”“That’s probably why she wants to talk to me, don’t you think?”“It might be.” The tone. "I told her." He said quietly."You told her?" Molly asked confused."About my first time, about mom, about you, about Presley." Zach told Molly."Oh my god, why would you do that?" Molly asked."We were talking, a few months ago, and she got to telling me about her first time. She asked me who my first was and I told her I didn't remember. She knew I was lying, and I think at first, she thought I was embarrassed to tell her she was my first, but then she thought about our first time and realized. I crossed my legs. I was trying to hide my raging hard on. I could feel all 9 3/4 inches of my cock wanting to get out of my boxer briefs. I put my hand on the front of my jeans. I gave my cock a small squeeze near the right front pocket. "I need to ask you a question. Can you keep a secret?" she said. "Yes! What the secret?" I said. "I need a guys opion. I don't trust my husband. This can't leave the room." she said. "OK!" I said. She grabbed the bottom of her two shirts. They were stretched.