” he said to the guy on the phone. “Alright man, see you in a few.” He hung up he phone and looked over at Amy who was still glaring at you. ...Amy was relieved that she didn't live their anymore and hadn't had the chance to change her address on her license yet. Kyle made his way over to Amy who still eyed him. “Calm down there Ms. Bagwell, I'm not going to hit you. You are going to get down on your knees and suck my cock though.” Kyle said politely. As much as Amy hated to do it, it was. I then started to run my mouth up and down the full length of his cock.I parted my legs rubbing at my wet crotch in my shorts. I sucked on his cock each time I drew my mouth upward. I soon worked into a rhythm at sucking his cock. I would look up at him every now and then pulling my mouth from his cock.When I did I would lick at his pee hole in his cock. It wasn’t long before I was rewarded with clear pre-cum leaking from his dick. I licked it tasting it as I did. I returned my mouth to his. I could feel her thoughts churning as she sat silently next to me.The drive to work the next morning, after a less-tense evening at home was interesting, to say the least. Betsy perched herself against the door, body turned to face me as I drove. Then she said. "Could you ever think about me the way you think about her? I mean, sexually?" Her question burst into the silence of the car, filling it with vibrating molecules of air as the words reverberated in my head. My soul screamed OH YES! But. "Enough," John's mother cried, "Desist or I shall have cook bring a scold's bridle and silence you. Now come with me and I shall show you the place and do what I may to ease the torment."Sarah stared open mouthed but refrained and steadying her nerves she followed John's mother upstairs.The second best guest bedroom was prepared already, the four post bed freshly aired with fresh virginal white sheets, wine and lemon barley water were provided and towels and bowls of water. A chair, a wardrobe.