. six ... seven ... maybe eight ... yes eight before he halted my hand.After this I didn't see him outside my house after school for at least a month....I had thoughts about it, thinking he may not want to return again.I had also been asking around a bit trying to find out what was really going on in my room.I picked up bits and pieces here and there and finally I understood what it was all about.It felt really cool, doing this. Now I understood why I felt so comfortable doing it. It was a plain. He raised his head in the dark, and I imagined him looking at the hard mounds drawn tight and knew he liked what he saw. He was clearly a man who liked a round juicy bubble butt from the growl in his throat. For a few seconds all I felt was his strong thighs on either side of my naked legs, and his hot gaze on the pliant body beneath him. We were both wet with sweat now, and he placed his hands on my waist and turned me onto my back. My now-rigid cock jutted out and up and I felt slightly. ” Matt, while not quite at ease again yet, was at least calming down again now. “What’s Fliss short for? “Felicity.” She smiled. “It’s not all that popular these days, but I kinda like it.” “I do too.” Matt sighed and ran his hand through his hair as the tension eased a little more. Deliberately, and knowing totally the tension she would create, Fliss leaned over and picked up the magazine. She said, “I live alone too.” and flicked the pages again. “You think I. ****Two hours later the door opened in front of Gracie. She was crumpled on the floor in the entryway. Her hair was disheveled, she was naked and on her knees. Her shoulders were drooping, and her head was hanging. Daddy dropped his bags and closed the door behind him. “Gracie, Gracie, are you hurt?” he asked.Gracie shook her head no but did not speak.“OK, that is good. Are you OK? You’re scaring me, baby,” he said as he knelt in front of her reaching for her chin. He lifted her chin so he.