Selder just emailed me. She's doing Dana's answer sheets first," Mrs. Johnson told Gramma."Dana, what did you do?" Gramma asked."Just took the tests, ...ramma," I said. "I thought they'd be harder." More difficult," Gramma corrected, ever the teacher. "Delma," she said, addressing her friend, "Dana had a twenty-eight ACT last year." Oh, my ... that's very high. Just a second." Mizz Delma punched at her keyboard. "90th percentile. What do you do in class, Dana?" I actually pay attention, at least. Later around lunchtime, Brad was in the shade reading a book, our two girls were fast asleep on the loungers, I decided to have a cold pint at the bar. ‘hello Alex’ a voice came from behindI turned to see Harold holding out his hand‘hi Harold,’ shaking his hand ‘let me get you a drink, what do you fancy?’‘I think I will join you in a pint. Thanks’. He sat on a bar stool next to mine as I ordered his drink. He was a smallish man, around five foot five, fairly slim, early fifties. ‘Jean told me. Her arms on your shoulders with her fingers interlocked behind your neck. Still her pussy only allows about 1/3 of your shaft inside which in the mirror looks incredible. She isn't whimpering anymore. She's now moaning and starting to make sounds of pleasure as her pussy begins to expel a creamy mix of her juices combined with the remaining cum you spent inside her. She's beginning to rhythmically grind her tight pussy on your cock with each slow thrust you give her. You know you can't last. " I'm sure it will be OK if she doesn't find out."We lay there on our sides, kissing. I had a moment of guilt, but let it pass. He was gently caressing my nipples. After not too long, I realized there was something big between us again and I slid down under the covers between his legs. My head bobbed up and down over is shaft. It must have been a funny sight."Turn around so I can do you, too," he said.Once again, my pussy was on fire as he held me open with his fingers and plunged his tongue.