I am not some guy running up a score or whatever. I didn't even do that when I was a college kid myself, and I certainly am not doing it now, especial...ly with Jo. I couldn't live with myself if I did." I'm happy to hear you say it, Stoney," he said."MY biggest worry is not that I'll do something to hurt her but that she'll do something to hurt me." What do you mean?" Oh, come on, Anders! You know what I mean. It happens all the time: two people connect for a while, then one of them just drifts. The bar is right there.”I was a good boy and followed her orders although my instinct told me to follow her to the bedroom to get a good look at Doctor Bones’ bones.When she came back into the kitchen, she was wearing a lovely yellow apron and absolutely nothing else underneath. I could see everything she had in the goody locker when she bent over and looked into the over to see how her meal was progressing. Her bottomless parading had an immediate effect on my equipment as I did my best to. I felt the bulge returning and momentarily lost my focus. “Ok,” I said, “I’ll have just one more.” She smiled seductively and spun around, the dress billowing out and showing most of her thighs. Now I was convinced that was deliberate. She was trying to turn me on. She had already turned me on. When she returned she leaned over to hand me my drink. I noticed that another button was open on the top of her dress, and I took a good look at the delicious cleavage she was offering. Next thing I knew, he’d bunched the sides of my panties together and jerked roughly upwards, pulling them taut and up into the crack of my ass. I felt totally exposed and humiliated. My cheeks (on my face this time) flushed red, as I could feel the fabric of my panties up tight against the swollen lips of my cunt, and rubbing against the sensitive bud of my asshole. I could feel myself start to get wet, and knew that those panties so cruelly wedged between my butt cheeks would soon be dripping.