I didn’t understand why they were fucking each other. Both of them are quite good looking and smart enough to find a partner. It’s like both of my... hands are trying to hit the other one. I was just speechless. If it had been someone other than Kevin I would have beaten him up and thrown him into jail. If it had been someone other than Carol I would have slapped Kevin and called the girl’s parents. But I could do neither. May be I had been too strict not to let the kids date. But am I too late?I. I pushed her back, gripping the throat and devoured both her breasts in turn. She reached under, unzipped my jeans, releasing my meat. She stroked the thick shaft and run her hand over the large head, covering her fingers in precum before putting them in her mouth. Sucking hard on her tits, I reached down to unzip her. As I did I could smell her soaked cunt still trapped by her panties and jeans, only partly pulled down. I stood her up and yanked her jeans and panties down in one go, kneeling. 'Yes Pinky, it was awesome. Thank you. I said, but your dress is full of my cum, remember to…….' She was not even listening what I was saying.I think I could have never imagined what she whould do next and I am sure after she had got the utter confidence by handling my cock, it was fine. If I had made my uncle shoot his cum load with my hand job, I might have done the same. She just pulled her blouse off and threw it to the floor in one swift move and with no break in motion she stood on the. ’ She moves over to the island and hops up on top. The butcher-block top easily supports her. ‘What’s up?’ I take a second to compose how I want to say this. ‘I was at the park … I got to talking with this guy there. He got me to thinking.’ I pause and look down at my hands. ‘That’s a good thing. Thinking a good thing.’ I look up at her. ‘Now what were you thinking about, that’s got you in such a tizzy?’ I smile at her use of that word. Grandma used to say it all the time. Her mom … she passed.