I gasped and tried to avoid making any noise. I was really struggling to avoid making any sound…I looked up and moved my breast forward. My nipples ...ere now pressed hard on my tight top. I felt that my breasts were also yearning to be touched. I let out a very light moan. The pleasure of the finger inside my cunt was becoming unbearable. I started to breathe heavily as his thick finger continued to fuck my pussy. It was moving deep in and out and I felt like a small cock was fucking me. I could. I always wondered, as I’m sure she did, why neither of us ever had a serious boyfriend. Don’t get me wrong, we both dated and occasionally fooled around with boys, but it was never anything real serious. We’d always share every little detail about our dates, and loved talking about it! But the relationships never lasted and it didn’t seem to matter to either of us though, we had each other and we were happy! It was a Friday afternoon, the last class of the day and I was bored out of my mind. . Besides, in her infinite and mature female wisdom, she had noticed the rather large bulge in his trousers and she was certain it was not some sock he had stuffed inside to give a girl a start.The mother kept her suspicions to herself but she wondered if her youngest daughter Mary had already discovered the secret in Patrick's trousers.Mary's two older sisters were easily described as "hot" numbers from the top of their pretty heads to the tips of the red painted toes. The both of them slept. Trophy wives that caught my attention. After years of fucking the old broads, these younger gorgeous ladies looked mighty appetizing to me.I had developed a smooth sophisticated way with the ladies and gained a reputation as a silver-tongued devil.Using my talents, I hit on Tiffany Colombo, the wife of an under boss. Tiffany was starved for sex as her hubby, Danny Colombo, had long neglected her for strippers at his Luv-A-Go-Go night club.She was ripe for the taking and take her I did. She was.