I just can’t seem to manage without him.”I smiled up at him then rose to Tony’s face where I kissed him firmly on the lips, enjoying his strange...expression when he tasted our combined juices.“If I could have just him, I would,” I grinned. “But because he’s stuck to the rest of you, I suppose I’m stuck with the rest of you too.”The smile on Tony’s face spread from ear to ear as I continued.“Now stop messing around and fuck your son’s mother-in-law senseless.”Tony mounted me forcefully, parting. “Hello young lady, I’m James Simmons, just moving in,” he said in a deep husky voice and a clear American accent that very much appealed to Megan even if his looks weren’t traditionally to her liking.“ Oh hello, I’m Megan it’s nice to meet you” the 20-year-old girl replied nervously playing with her hair as she looked up at the large man in awe“ beautiful name, Megan, well it was great to see a friendly face, I think I made the right choice buying the apartment” James said reaching. He’s always had this philosophy that if she wanted him that she could have him. Recently that has changed. They’ve both given reason to rethink their bedroom habits. It would all be for the better, but right now they felt as if in high school again. The insecurities played on their sexual awareness. It was stimulating and he enjoyed it, but she was a little more hesitant. He knew he had to be calm about it, but he didn’t know if he could control himself. His index moved like a pawn, and he. Of course, I'd use basketball players instead of slaves for propulsion. I walked over to the lectern while teachers tried to get everybody else settled into the bleachers.I switched on the microphone. "I think somebody forgot to tell you." I paused as the last few stragglers found seats. "We lost." There was a stunned silence for a second, then somebody laughed. Then everybody laughed. "Again," I added.I looked around the bleachers when they finally quieted. "Varsity, get your butts down here!".