Kathryn was at home trying to decide what to wear tomorrow night – she stood in front of her bedroom mirror wearing just black lacy underwear and dark hold-up stockings, turning around to check herself out. But he wanted her and it was more than just wanting to fuck her again – he tried to figure out his feelings: was it something to do with her age, the fact she was Mom’s best friend? XXX “You need to fuck me” she whispered, “Pull back until it feels right and then thrust” she instructed. He felt foolish and held off texting her, wondering what to do next. Hey, is something wrong – you sound a bit pissed off with me”
Jonny: “Well yeah, I am, I didn’t appreciate you making fun of me”
Kathryn:
