I chased Melinda for several more minutes, her speed truly amazed me, and she was laughing and taunting me all the time, saying, what's the matter old... man, can't you catch me?” I warned Melinda, “I'll catch you if it takes all night, and then I'm going to spank your naughty ass!” I had my fingertips inches from Melinda several times, but she always found an out. Once again, I chased Melinda into the living room and she started to race around her sofa.I brushed the back of Melinda's dress. As I finished loading the last load into the washer, Bert tapped me on the shoulder. When I turned around Bert was standing there holding a pair of my black lace panties to his face. I looked down at his crotch and noticed his manhood trying to bust its way out of his jeans. I instantly felt a jolt run through my pussy, I didn’t know what was happening to me. Bert then ran his finger tips slowly down my chest and over my hard nipples, he then ran his hands down to the bottom of my short mini. ”“Adam -- I need to see you tonight.”“Sure.”“Can you stop by after dinner? Say, seven?”“Yeah. Kara -- what’s this about? You sound ... distressed.”“I can’t talk about it here. We’ll discuss it tonight.”“All right. See you then. I love you.”“Love you, too.”Adam sat in his Mustang parked down the street from Kara’s ranch house. He glanced at the dashboard clock. It read six forty-five. Anxiety over why she wanted to see him was beginning to take over and his stomach was in a knot. I know she said. You know, spread her legs, give you some beaver shots and if her nipples get hard make sure she doesn’t hide them…If you know what I mean.”“She’d do that for me? Can I thank her?”Telling him what Ronni had planned caused his big cock to harden and curve upward. He stroked it a few times and I thought he might jerk off while I was telling him what Roni had planned for him. I had gotten hard myself and we stood there pointing our boners at each other.“She agrees to do this for you…and me, because.