’ Brandon hugged my mom and planted a soft kiss on her rosy cheek, ‘Willow couldn’t make it. For some reason she said she was coming down with t...e flu. She was fine this morning.’ ‘That poor dear.’ My mom smeared a little flour on her face, ‘I will just have to send her some soup.’ When Brandon walked through those kitchen doors, I thought I was going to die. I literally thought I was going to have a heart attack. He was carrying a small gift, which he handed to my mom, and walked over to me. I. He shushes her. Calms her. “Softly,” he instructs. “Lips together at first. Match mine.”She learns to kiss. And she learns well. Her mouth only opens when his does, letting his tongue through. He feels her tighten when tip meets tip, only to intensify her embrace and her kiss when she experiences the added pleasure.Breaking the kiss and opening her eyes, he sees her renewed desire. “Why?” she asks him.He understands the question. “I hoped your sense of defenselessness would weaken your desire.. Then she felt his handon her ass and she loved that he was fondling her ass cheeks.Jaymie was still in utter amazement at this turn of events. When Mitchhad moved the three of them onto the bed, she found herself laying bucknaked with the most handsome man on campus opposite from one of the mostbeautiful girls at school. She was further surprised when Laynie reachedover and pulled her hand to Mitch's dick. Laynie, placed her hand onMitch and encouraged her to stroke the long, thick man meat. It. By what right? Under which pretense did I suppose that I could do what I was doing? By what right did I lay my hands upon her body? How could I claim that which was already earned? I stared down onto the floor bed and marveled. She lay there curled and softly snoring, the curvature of her hips proudly on display. Hips that extended into a perfect set of endless legs with near flawless light skin. My eyes traveled the length of her, and once again stopped on her petite set of feet. There they.