“Hello Spencer,” Kate sighed, hoping her curt reply would shorten the conversation.“You look very well Kathrine, ravishing as always,” his eye...s continually stealing glances at her cleavage. He really made her skin crawl. “I think we have a mutual friend,” he continued. Kate sighed and waited for the punchline. “Yes, Simon Jacobs. I have to say Kathrine, I’ve seen a very different side to you.”He took immense pleasure in seeing her face fall and tried to read what she was thinking. “You really. Why are you acting so nervous? Didn’t you tell my son you would like to go out in public naked if you could?” Karen asked.Betty HAD said that as a playful boast when Karen and Tucker first arrived. She had never really imagined she would be doing it.“Yes, Ma’am, I did,” Betty admitted. It felt strange to her to admit that out loud. She felt a little more at ease, even though she was in such a vulnerable state of mind. There was something liberating in surrendering the decisions to Karen as long. He brought me to a car in the back parking lot, a big boat of a car. He opened the back door and said, “get in Ms. Lynch” and chuckled. I couldn’t stop I was far too gone, the sun had long disappeared and it was dark outside. I climbed in the back seat. He grabbed my hips and leaned me face down, with one knee on the seat the other on the floor, my face on the seat. I was panting, my hips were gyrating, I wanted his meat. He raised my skirt out of the way and felt his fat plump head enter my. I scooped up a bit of my jizz, and licked it off my fingers. Damm my junk was sweet—I can see why men want it :)Finally awake now, I sat up, and rubbed my morning eyes. Looking to my right---holy fuck. There stood my lil b r o Dustin, holding a cup of coffee. He was wearing only a tight pair of gym shorts, prolly what he had slept in. Sportin quite a boner himself, and showing just a spot of wetness at the top, I just smiled at him, and said “morning” Dustin, kinda stuttering handed me the cup,.