.Suddenly we both realized her bed was squeaking, and froze. We were both so lost in the passion of the moment we forgot where we were. Cindy stared w...de-eyed at the ceiling, and we strained to hear any movement from upstairs. We waited... nothing. I slowly released my grip on her legs, and guided them down to the floor, and helped her stand. I whispered in her ear, “We really have to be quiet!”She nodded in agreement, her eyes wide in fear of her father busting in on us. I knelt down to the. She turned around and faced me. Her breasts were firm and large. We started making out again, and she pressed her breasts against me. Slowly, she pulled my T-shirt off, so our bare bodies were pressed against each other. “Mmmm... Jared...” she mumbled. “I've wanted you for so long...” I got a little more aggressive, starting to feel up her breasts and body. Her moans became louder and more pronounced. My hands went lower and lower, finally reaching beneath her skirt. As I began to play with her. Sam mimicked the action and Miranda kissed her lightly. She felt Sam shift her weight and she grabbed the other girl’s hand as it was on its way to get a hold of her and make the kiss a lot less practical and a lot more intense. ‘Bad girl,’ Miranda said with a smile, ‘trying to get your lipstick all smudgy.’ ‘Grrr, woof.’ Miranda reached over to a vanity and picked up a wide leather belt adorned with turquoise and large silver disks, it had been a gift from Sam when they celebrated their. ”The man with Ms. Woodhill laughed. He said, “You should be down there coaching that team.”“Our goalie needs to intercept that ball,” Ms. Woodhill said smiling at the man beside her.“Where do you come up with those?” the man asked laughing so hard that he had to hold his sides.Ms. Woodhill put a finger to her mouth in a coquettish gesture. Batting her eyelashes at the man seated beside her, she asked, “Don’t you know that English teachers don’t know anything about sports?”“You aren’t fooling.