Some I wasn’t sure about. I smiled. Sam was a bit messy. All this was a normal sight. But no Sam. Maybe she was out in the back yard getting a tan?...I turned to leave Sam’s room, and I felt my cell phone vibrate in my pocket next to my upper thigh. It made a light beeping sound as it vibrated. I recognized the sound of my text message tone. I pulled the phone out on my shorts pocket and looked at the screen. It was from Sam. Her message told me that she had been called into work. She hadn’t had. She then unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them down. My rock hard prick instantly got a little harder as her bright, pink panties came into view. I was getting closer and closer to cumming every second, and Michelle could see that, so she took her time. She slowly pulled off her panties to reveal a beautiful, recently shaved pussy. She then walked over, pushed me on the floor and hopped onto my bulging member. We moaned in perfect harmony, when I finally felt that I had to cum. As I whispered. "Mind driving, dear? I have such a headache.”My dad was pursuing a foreign grad student and a job with a Swiss pharmaceutical giant. She had the forlorn look of a woman who had said goodbye, perhaps forever, to both her husband, and her only child. She rubbed her temples as I drove down the 405 to LAX. I glimpsed silent tears streaking down her cheeks.“The life I imagined for you isn’t-”“But it’s my life.”She started sobbing.“If your dad had been more involved, and I played a smaller role,. His hands reached down and began to pull up my skirt until his handsheld my bare ass. He squeezed it hard and I became more aggressive withmy tongue, exploring his mouth while my hands ran through his hair. Heturned me slightly away from him and drew his hands up the inside of mythigh. I pulled away from his mouth as his strong hands went above mystockings. Finally his strong fingers found my lips, then moved furtherupward until they brushed against my clit. I moaned and my head fellinto.