C’mon, look at you…” It got silent. “anyways that's not the point. Can we just not speak of this?” Michael said finally. So we promised that... we wouldn't speak of it again. But we both knew we damn sure wanted more. Things were definitely awkward for the first couple of days, but eventually we got passed it. But at the same time, since the kiss, Michael became very touchy feelie. Something like a hug turned into something more. He'd slowly rub my back, and before we let go, he'd slide his hands. . as many times... as possible... Sir," she panted, trying very hard to keep it together."Well, then we'd better get to it!" I said and I shoved two fingers deep into her wet pussy.She gasped and arched her back, thrusting her hips forward as I began rapidly fingerfucking her. I caught a quick glimpse of her hands beginning to come down as a natural reaction but she quickly recovered and put them back before I said anything so I let it go. Pet watched with interest as I brought this girl higher. She peeled the dress off her shoulders and felt the cool air of the room as the dress fell away from her. She pushed it down past her hips and stepped out of it and set it down on the bed. She now was wearing a black bra over her 36C breasts, a black, lacy thong, and an elegant pair of lacy black heels. Her hands were trembling a bit, as she reached behind her again, to release the catches of her bra. She caught it as it came loose and she placed it on the bed. She looked at Sean, hoping to see. I got really weirded out and kept my eyes on the tv finishing a 30 minute span of cartoons with zero to no interactions with Renee. I eventually squeaked out "can we go to your room." Hearing her talk for the first time she told her daughter (not sure if she was) to sit down and watch tv. This is when I heard here thick native Alaskan (Athabascan) accent which for some reason got me hard quick. We walked back to a bedroom and she turned off the lights and locked the door. She was so quiet and.