But for now, they reached that sexual high together."Ugh, ugh, yes, yes, yes! I'm coming, I'm coming!" Ughhhhh..." Mark said, releasing himself inside...of her.They embraced while coming down from their sexual peak."You liked it?" Brooke asked."Hell yes. Now, since I'm in here, I had a question," Mark said, while lathering."What?" Say you win this. What's next for Brooke Ashford?" Mark said, looking at her in the eyes."I am a dancer. That bar job we have together is a job to me. Dancing is my. We had been doing the dirty for a couple of years now and I guess I owed most of my sexual experience IQ to his fine tutoring behind closed doors.Now I was faced with not having Jimmy around to take up the slack in my daily doses of cock to feed my itch for the thing that seemed the most important part of my life other than Lacrosse and being on an all-girl team.My babysitting sideline was so profitable that I was beginning to think it would pay my way through college without having to resort. Running over I quickly helped her gather everything back up and offered to help carry some of her stuff to her car. “Thanks Charlie” she said as we continued to her car. “Would you do me a big favor?” “Sure” I said without even caring what the favor would be. “Would you mind catching a ride with me over to my place and help me unload these boxes? My trunk is full of these boxes and I sure could use a hand. I’ll drop you off at your place when we’re finished.” Now that was a no brainer as I. She was kind of purring and looked a little stoned. We both got it this way for a while, then I told Ryan, “Pull out a second. I wanna see.” He backed off and I got up to get back where I could see Tim fucking Mom. He had it up her butt alright. A couple times he pulled back and out all the way and she was just gaping wide open. It was really cool. Ryan said, “Come on, Tim, I wanna try.” “Fuck you, man, you’ve got Chelsea” Mom’s voice kind of floated up. “Tim, honey, give your brother a.