Melissa paid the taxi and followed me indoors. I got Andy through to the kitchen and propped him up in a high chair leaning against the corner of the ...all. Melissa joined me and we both stood there looking at him. “The bastard,” she threw the comments at him rather forcefully as if I were not there. I looked at her and raised my eyebrow. “He‘s a little drunk,” I replied, “that‘s all.” “No, he‘s a bastard for getting in this state in the first place.” “Let‘s get him to bed,” I said and made to. Over the weekend Ted had passed on my story to everyone that he knew and they in turn had passed it on to everyone that they knew. High school yearbook pictures had been added to my story and it had been on the Internet.Ted handed me a copy of my story. It read, “In just one day my best friend saw his beautiful eighteen-year-old cheerleader sister naked and shoving a tampon up her pussy. He buried his face in Miss Amour’s pussy, the prettiest teacher in our school. He had his hand in Betty Jo. Crissy began gasping in huge breaths, letting them out in screams."YES!!!...HARDER!!! MAKE ME!!!...CUM!!!...AAAAIIIIEEEE!!!!"Crissy thrashed convulsively as Ron buried his cock in her one last time. She felt his cum spurting into her pussy as the strongest orgasm of her life rolled over her, shaking her to her core. Her body vibrated like an electric current was running through it. Then, as Ron began to pull his cock out of her, she squealed, and squirted, spraying Ron's cock and balls, the. “When you go to college, if we aren’t going close to each other, you have your freedom there until the day you ask me to marry you. I will say yes, whenever it is, but you had better be absolutely sure beyond any doubt that you can stay with me, and only me. After that, there is no leeway. No saying you’re sorry. No excuses. Do you understand?”“Loud and clear. Jennifer Lynn Adams has a nice ring to it.”“It does. I’ve tried it out myself,” she smirked. “But not yet.”“So that means you told.