Michelle, being the most impulsive, decided to break the tension. "So, mom," Michelle said, "how was work today?" Ann looked at her youn...est for a moment and then burst into tears. The two older girls, now convinced that something was wrong, looked to their father. "Ok, dad," Nicole said, "what gives?" Nick sighed. Apparently Ann was still unable to force herself to to be the one to say anything. He looked at Ann and she nodded a tiny bit. "Well, girls,". "You would think it would be mostly composed of cheerleaders."She gave me an annoyed look. "Kappas are very selective about theirpledges. It's not enough to be pretty, or even socially charming.Members are expected to adhere to a certain ... ideal. Most of thecheerleaders at this school are serious about their sport. Everythingelse is just something to pass the time." Then why is Charlene so determined to be a member? Why did you rushthem?"She didn't answer immediately. It was actually a good. He smiled as he moved a little higher and spread her legs further, parting her pussy lips and exposing her throbbing clit. Getting you nice and wet so I can fuck you? he prompted, as he took an experimental taste of her pulsating bundle of nerves.The feel of his mouth made her gasp, and she let out a long sigh as he began to lap away at her clit, slowly dragging his wet tongue over her again and again. Are you going to fuck me? she asked him pleadingly, as she let out a whimper.John shook his. I blushed, apologizing for my lecherous behavior. “Don’t fret,” Dave chimed in. "If you’re not admiring Chloe’s legs you’re probably gay or dead.” I agreed. “Hey Chloe, will you mind the bar while I talk to Pete?” “Sure,” she said, and I thought I detected a wink between the two of them. Dave pointed toward the house, so I knew whatever he wanted to talk about was private. We went into the dining room and sat at the table, both of us feeling the drinks we had consumed thus far. Dave had.