I squeezed my hand too, with my thighs, trapping myself there as my sex burned and throbbed and spilled wetness over my fingers. Not a whole lot maybe..., but a lot more than I might have expected and I hadn't really known what to expect. I could barely breathe and my heart wouldn't slow down and I felt just ... Good! Like I was floating on a pogo stick or something and it lasted a long time too. I was cumming for several minutes at least, and afterwards I could only nod my head and giggle in the. Even if I wasn't looking forward to it. But maybe, since my mom wasn't there, Eddie just might be able to provide me with some sort of reason. Maybe he could give a clue as to why she would purposely keep me away from him, only to insist that we meet sixteen years later.... I woke up, still feeling exhausted. After over an hour of digging splinters out of my feet, I'd managed to take a shower, place a band-aid over the cut and then I was somehow able to actually get to sleep.I'd hardly woken. The works. Her father grabbed her roughly by the arm as he led her inside through a wash of greetings and pleasantries. He deposited her by the stairs and briefly mumbled something about "Go play with the other kids upstairs" before walking out to the patio with the other adult guests.Amber trudged up the stairs nervously. She walked past a bathroom, an empty bedroom, and a large games closet before coming to a door at the end of the hallway. She was supposed to find Jack up here, and this was. I think, it was hard to tell. Mr. Business Right was quite dashing and well kept, Mr. Left was all wrong. His garb was much less tasteful and he was out of shape. The suit was too tight on him, I assume because he had gained weight since it was last altered. His gut protruded out of the coat and the material of his shirt was strained where the buttons caught the holes.He had a large bald spot on his head that he tried hopelessly to hide with a comb over of very fine drab grey hair. He had a.