. and Lord knows, Bill had become complacent since they had tested out of high school and passed the college entrance exams. Megan ... the only Junior...had passed too ... then again, the redheaded Eighth Grader had passed, but she was past brilliant.Mina had run into her and her ... whatever you wanted to call him ... flight instructor, husband, lover or molester ... at the airport ... several times. Cindy was the biggest reason for Mina pushing herself to fly. Mina knew she was smart, but Cindy. “Alright, Paul,” he spoke to my dad. “We’ve all been very… respectful of Sydney, here. But, come on, man! I mean, look at her!”“Rick, you don’t need my permission. She’s a grown-up, you can ask her.” Daddy looked at me with a twinkle in his eye. “My bet is, she will say yes.”“Yes to what?” I asked innocently. I really had no idea what they were talking about.Rick fished out his wallet and pulled out two twenty-dollar bills. He laid them on the table in front of me. “It’s TFT, Sydney. I want a. She was still aroused, thinking of his cock slowly growing as they chatted. Was it me, she thought, or was it my mom, or someone else who made Mister Hunter so horny?Her hands absentmindedly caressed her boobs through her peach crop top. She continued to look at herself as she squeezed her fingers down her tight white shorts trying to reach her slit. She now had one hand pinching and squeezing her upturned breasts and the other hand trying to reach her aching pussy. She pulled her hand out of. A husky purr was the only indication Maj gave that she was enjoying herself. “I was wondering if you knew how to use your mouth properly,” she said, voice low and raspy with leashed fury, pleasure, and authority. “These motions are much better than the ones it was making earlier.” The sentence was breathless at the end – and as Maj lowered her pussy more insistently to his face, his head was pushed back onto the ground. He heard the gentle thump of her knees landing on the dirt-packed ground on.