As she pulled back, she was breathing heavily and said, “Listen Bill, whilst I love that you’re trying to play hard to get, I need you now.”“I..., I need to freshen up first.” Stan stuttered a bit, seeing how he didn’t know how to get out of this without telling the truth, and that was the last option idea. As he knew if he told the truth his daughter would go on a rampage, something he didn’t want, as not only didn’t he know what she would do, but whatever it was, she would end up in jail.. We got in the back and I blocked the front view with my boxes. We smiled as each other as we both gasp for breath. We had never done anything like this, and the risk was so exciting. It was the ultimate sneaking it. I reached up and unzipped her jogging jacket. Her tits were big and beautiful. She closed her eyes as for the first time I felt them. I pulled her close to me and we kissed softly at first. Her arms went around my neck and as we slowly felt us. She felt my huge boner and gasp, as. Make yourself comfortable, gorgeous. Call me when you're in, and I'll bring the champagne.Gorgeous? I thought. Hardly. But then ... well, I was standing in front of the mirror, so I tried to see what he saw in me. I was only of average height, and I'd inherited all the Scots genes the family had to offer; green eyes, auburn hair, and pale skin dusted with freckles. Like all redheads, I had to worry about the sun, but at least in my case it seemed only to add to my freckle collection. I smiled. A lad I'd hardly spoken to; yet my lust had burnt for him since seeing that obscene photo.He's here in his pyjamas; and between his legs lurked that overblown schoolboy cock.I needed to see it harden for my juicy cunt. I needed that so much.With a casual motion I peeled away the duvet, revealing my naked 36 – 24 – 36 figure.I was 32 and I craved for this 15 year-old ; what would people think of me? A wave of shame flushed my face.But my pulse was pumping, trying to keep up with surprise of the.