I did not bear the last name Smith, but I was not a Smith Holdings kid. Rachel and Roger's generosity made it possible for the school to offer scholar...hips, but the administration had nothing to do with choosing me for one of those grants. Much like the school supplies which auto-magically appeared for the twins and I at the mansion (Marisa's stuff always involved shopping trips), my tuition was paid with the same check that took care of the twins.Swim tryouts made the situation worse (not that. Obviously we didn't care about them, but they cared about her.I lifted her ass onto a car hood, and we started playing tonsil hockey. She put her hands down my jeans and squeezed my ass, pulling me closer. The guys with the camera stopped to watch, and kept the camera rolling, but kept their distance. They weren't sure yet if it was okay to get any closer.I took her shirt off to reveal her gorgeous tits, and she took my shirt off right after. I squeezed her tits the same way she was. Jeff intensified his assault on Katrina’s bottom as he pumped a little faster and twirled a little wider, opening her slowly and gently, preparing her for his cock. He began suckling her clitoris like a nipple and Katrina jolted as though lightning struck. “Oh Jeff, if you want me to cum now keep doing that; but I really want to cum with you inside my ass. I am so hot for you there and I mean right now. “Let’s try something,” Jeff said. “Anything Jeff! What?” “Come with me,” Jeff said,. " Actually, you might be surprised. All of their Moms know the girls are crazy about you and would jump your bones if they had a chance and they don't seem to mind. Course, that's because most of the moms would beat them to it if they didn't like Mom so much!" Amy was really giggling now. I was appalled. Was she serious?"I am so glad we had this conversation, young lady! Excuse me while I go find a key to lock you in the garage until you turn 21. Where did you learn all this stuff? My innocent.