.. No... No." Yes, Marleen," Preston said, hunkering his naked body down beside her. "You must talk to her, somehow convince her that what she saw and... did wasn't some horrid sin."Mrs. Franklin felt as if she was made of molten lead, her muscles ties of spasming knots which made her want to jump, but the pain in her mind throbbed with an irrational heat which forced her to lie still. She couldn't think, couldn't act... everything was secondary to the shame and remorse she wallowed in, the. It started to fill her hand and then some.As Keisha was pulling my boxer briefs down with a grin on her face. She was going to her knees as my underwear hit the ground and her eyes got big.“I’ll say it’s all you said it was and thicker than I thought it would be. What the hell is with the scar on your leg? The scar on your face wasn’t there when I saw you before.”“We can discuss that later. You have a job to do right now.”She began stroking and sucking my cock. Reaching down, I palmed the back. "I laughed softly."What ain't "decent" is the way you keep trying to get a good look. I just figured I would make it easier for you so you don't have to peek in my room."I walked over and stood in front of him. He had his usual array of empties on the coffee table. I turned around slowly in a full 360°. His eyes were huge and I noticed he had his hand in his lap probably trying to hide his erection."You oughta be ashamed. I should ground you for that or get my belt and spank you. You are acting. "Aww, I was liking them all out like that. Well, I really didn't think you guys would do it but you did. So, here," and she pulled her tube top down and there were two beautiful and firm breasts, nice sized, probably B- or C-cup, with pretty, pink nipples."Well, there they are. What do you think, guys?" They're the most beautiful things I've ever seen," I told her and it was true."They're better than in Playboy," Don said and Brian added, "I can't believe how hot you look."Then she pulled her.