The picture was horrendous. It was taken from outside Emma's building on Park Avenue. It was four in the fucking morning, and the families were standi...g around waiting for the limo to arrive. Emma's hair was thrown into a bun, she was wearing her Hardtail pants, and a Yale tee that clung to her bulimic body perfectly. An Autumn Cashmere sweater and her down vest was over it. God it was freezing outside. Her Pucci scarf was wound around her neck, her feet in New Balance sneakers, and her Coach. I can't even say I blame you for feeling that way, not after what happened on our last date. You should tell your brother that he doesn't have to be worried about what happened. I got my period, first thing this morning." I don't think he was too worried. That was his first time, and I guess no one told him that he needed to make sure he didn't get you pregnant. I'll tell him though, just in case he is worried about it."We only spent a few more minutes on the phone. Most of that was spent with. He couldn't help but watch her writhe on the couch as she climaxed, and waited just a little too long to duck back out of the doorway.Sherry gasped and snatched her hand out of her panties when she saw him. A hurried tug only about half-covered her breasts before she lifted her hand to her eyes and groaned. "Well, this is embarrassing. Sorry, I thought you were out."Jake grinned and said, "It's okay. Sorry I walked in on you." It's your house," she said, and let out a half-hearted chuckle as. - Could you wait a while, you know? This is a school, not a brothel. If you wanna fuck, it's not here, okay? he asked, and I nodded obediently, swallowing loudly.- Of course. Excuse me.He smiled gently and walked over to the desk. As he walked with his back to me, I examined his ass. Black jeans hugged his asshole tight. The wide bars, covered with a white shirt, looked really good.I smiled as he sat down in the armchair, his bald head tilted towards the laptop. He was busy working, causing a.