I could probably relate."I spouted out without realizing what I said.She then said, "Have I played a little too rough with you, because Ihave been hav...ng way too much fun. This is actually tedious work, but Ihave really been enjoying myself... and it appears you have, too."While glancing towards my legs noticing me shifting around and grinningjust knowing I was as hard as a rock. I was embarrassed as could be,but it seemed to make it that much more fun to me. What am I tellingabout myself? I. "I wasn't spying. I came up for... you know. But then I saw you were already banging her. And oh, my lord. I didn't know you could be that rough. I mean, I like pain. But that was just insane! You two were incredible!" Then she turned and looked at me with a panicked expression. "But how can I compete with that? She's so much prettier than me. And she even fucks better than me."I sighed, already annoyed with her teenaged immaturity. Kaitlyn's emotions could turn on a dime. "Kaitlyn, it's not a. Robinson's drive and walk. It took all of ten minutes and, when I was done, she invited me in for some hot chocolate. God, she was beautiful; long brunette hair, a robe that I'm not sure there was anything underneath, and a face-that face was to die for. She had a daughter in my class, Elaine (again, no shit), who was not home at the time."What do you think of Elaine?" she asked me."In what way?" I responded."As a girl, silly," she replied."Well, I think she's got a great personality, she's. Show me.” She pressed her mounds together, rolling her nipples for her own pleasure, and leaned forward towards the camera; she bounced them in her hands a little and squeezed teasingly. “Turned on, Bill?” she asked, her whole hands massaging her breasts, and licking her lips. “Stroking your cock for me?” Abbey pinched her nipples harder and gasped gently into the microphone, whispering to it. “God, I hope so. I want to feel it,” she teased, squeezing her mounds together, “right here.” “You.