I clutched her to me, feeling her trimmed bush, soaked by her virginal juices, rubbing on my thigh. I broke the kiss, panting, “This is an incredible birthday gift! Thank you, Jen! Thank you, Mommy!” “Mmm, it was my pleasure, Lola,” Mrs. Albertson panted. “Trust me.” “We're not done yet!” said my girlfriend. “We can lick her clean together. Then you can fuck me up the ass!” I grinned indian at Jen. I loved her so much. July 22nd, 2037 “I think I knew right then and there I was going to marry her,” I told Adelia Tash, clasping my wife's hand. “You two definitely had a kinky relationship,” Adelia said, the beautiful, caramel-skinned woman said. “Well, I suppose that's to be expected when you're one of Becky Woodward's daughters.” “Oh, yes,” Bethany said, my half-sister nodding. “It was a wild birthday party,” said Danielle. Adelia Tash turned to her. “So, Danielle, what were you up to while they were swapping mothers?” Danielle smiled. “I put together a naughty party game!” To be continued... Teachers: Mr Johns It seems strange looking back on it now but I was never embarrassed about my body, I just hated showing it. This was most pronounced at school when I would avoid having a shower after sports lesson till everyone else had finished. I would always volunteer to put the equipment away so that the showers were almost empty when it was my turn. Then I would quickly strip off run in get clean and with my towel tied around my waist get dressed, usually still soaking wet. It wasn’t because I had a bad body. He got on the lounge chair on his back. "Maybe ten . . . “See, when guys cum, we shoot this white gooey stuff that makes women pregnant.” We lay in each other’s arms for long time. My pussy clenched in delight. Her arms snaked around my neck. Tracy replied with a wicked indian smile. Her pussy squeezed and clenched, milking me without me having to give her a single thrust. Her bum was sore. “Not me. You ask her.” “Brittany, I've wanted you for so long. After what happened the week after she was outed as transgender, I didn’t really get to see much of her. “Please kill me slowly”. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the sensations and thoughts racing through his body. I wandered through the living room where her dad and little brother were watching a ball game.