“So you guys fucked again, and as your mom is not home tonight, so you guys had plans of fucking again, but I spoiled it, right?” Jennifer was qui...e smart in understanding these things. “Yah, kind of… please don’t tell anyone,” I begged her. “Don’t worry about that…. I’m your best friend,” Jennifer said, and I smiled feeling relaxed. I knew Jennifer won’t be really shocked to hear all this because she had fucked one of her cousins too. But she fucked her cousin, and here I was taking my dad’s. Cummings was married. Would that make a difference to my mom? Maybe he was and she didn't know. I sure didn't want to fool around with a married guy. Did I? I had to think about it because if he was married, Mrs. Cummings would probably be old too, unless she was one of those blonde trophy wives or something, like that Playboy model who married that really way old guy. That was sick! If his wife was old though and Mr. Cummings liked me more than he liked her, wouldn't that be cool? Sort of, I. They rocked together both feeling the repeated shudders of sexual ecstasy coursing through them till his strength left him and he collapsed on her crushing her to the bed – still inside her and still feeling the aftershocks of her orgasm pulsing on his tightly wedged cock.–––––It might have been two minutes later - or it might have been two hours – when Caz rolled onto her back, legs spread, to see him standing over her and looking down with a lascivious smirk on his face. She couldn't imagine. They all wore asimilar uniform. This comprised a lacy, cream, long-sleeved blouse;short, black, fitted skirt; a little lace-edged apron; sheer, blackhose; and black court shoes. Tina and Collette were now brunettes,wearing their hair 'up', whilst Petra was a platinum blonde in a'Marilyn Monroe' style wig. They looked very smart and professional andit was hard to remember how they had looked when in their true malemode. 'Charlene' saw me looking around and gave me a wave from behindher bar..