She immediately cuddled up to me and whispered sweet things into my ear. This with her hands playing over my body, centering on my cock. My hands were busy, too. All over her body jumping from her nips, to her pussy to her ass and back around. I them moved her to her belly on two pillows and buried my face up into her pussy folds and her ass hole. Back striptease and forth, I went, to her moans and muffled screams. Finally, I plowed up her ass and as she shimmied in a mini-climax, I emptied up into her darkest tunnel. She then sucked my cock off to get all of the remaining cum and swallowed it. With that, she went into the bathroom and rinsed out with mouth wash. When she returned, she reversed herself for side-by-side 69, and after laying for a bit, we both fell asleep in that position with my face up to her pussy and my cock in her mouth. When I awoke the next morning, she had two cool glasses of water for me to drink. And the way that liquids go right through me, I was into my peeing mode very quickly. Then she gave me a half glass to drink and ordered me to sit on the side of the bed teasing with my feet on the floor. As I looked down on her kneeling on the floor, she assumed the hungry bird pose and instructed me to empty into her mouth. With a towel under her chin, she managed to swallow at least half of it, and then moved up to the bed to cow-girl me and then we both fell asleep again. That afternoon, Gloria showed up for her daughter with a bit of a stressed expression on her face. They evidently moved out of their condo in the middle of the night and disappeared to places unknown. I never saw or heard of them again The weekend arrived and I realized I left my phone in the locker softcore room. Trying to get into the school when no one’s around is like trying to get into Fort Knox or Alcatraz. No way it was going to happen. Without my phone, I had no way to contact Nicole and I desperately wanted to talk to her. Not for any reason in particular. I was lovesick and she was the cure. I sent her probably 8,000 emails. That was a bit of an exaggeration, but that’s what it felt like. And of course, no one checks their student email over the weekend. Without much to do, I spent most of my time with my mother when she wasn’t at work. Apparently, she had a fun time with Miss Crandell. I knew they were friends, but I had no idea they were that erotic close. Well… I knew Miss Crandell had problems with her ex that my mother girls helped her through. To put it bluntly, her ex abused the shit out of her. A lot of times she’d even end up in the emergency room. That’s where they met. Obviously, I’m really not supposed to tell anyone about this. My mom wasn’t really supposed to tell me this, but she needed to talk to someone about it. From now on, I’ll be the perfect little sister for her. I might have hated that skirt, and he'd soaked my unflattering panties, but he had no right to cover me in orange juice. She wanted permission. “Why the hell did it have to be here and now?” I ranted. It feels like my body rejoicing in finally being treated correctly. “D… daddy!” I said as I feels his hand under my holding controller hands, groping my breasts. The young boy’s attention had been fixed on the back and forth debate this entire time, hanging onto every word that left the mouths of the men in the room in nervous anticipation. I couldn’t remember. Dakota finally came out to the kitchen, and as expected she went right for the coffee pot. I feel her wetness growing exponentially. A missile striptease crashed through the wall, zipped past my head, and blasted through the far wall, giving the castle two new windows. The sound of the buzzing swarm grew diffused. Mesmerized, I unbuckled my jeans, sliding my hand down my pants to girls discover that my boxers bore their own wet spot. "No, I only have a fetish for your panties Tara! I scooped my futa-jizz out of her spicy depths. After a very thorough discussion about Mike's obsession with piss, she asked what else Mike was interested in sexually. Dumbledore's Will I'm going to flood your mouth.” Make me explode!” I groaned, my eyes fluttering in delight. “No, sounds like four.” There were a lot of cheers & catcalls from the audience as softcore the guy grabbed my arm and raised me up to display my dripping face to the crowd. "You hunk! I gaze into her pleasure-warped eyes and bring her mouth to my own. Then she ducked her head in and licked my pussy. I didn’t care that he’d had a few drinks and that watching me and Lisa had him horny as hell. Daryl laughed. "Kids!" he tried to yell, but all erotic that came out was a croak teasing as he recalled what had happened last night. I am always amazed by how nonchalant Jill is when it comes to Dakota. The inside was almost all wood and stone and it had the cozy air of a well loved home.