He leaned in closer to me, pressing his lips to mine. I was shocked, confused, and also realized that his kiss felt good. I returned his kiss. We brok... off after a bit, then he took my head in his hands and kissed me again, harder.My lips parted as his tongue pushed its way into my mouth. I was enjoying this. He was a great kisser, plus I had grown so very fond of him. Maybe more than fond. I felt my tongue find its way into his mouth without my realizing I was doing it. I was turned on, and. There were bits of paper scattered on the lawn, and she started picking them up. Standing in the doorway of the house, Bobby watched his mother. He loved the way her jeans fit, and he was always gazing at her thighs and ass when she wore them. All this did right now was make his cock harder, throb almost painfully.The full, round, tight curves of his mother's ass were boldly revealed by her tight jeans, and he loved the slight movement her ass cheeks made when she walked.With his cock straining. ”“I thought you were dating that, um, that big girl.”“Traded them for dick,” Zera packed her books into her backpack. “Just like you traded your boyfriend for mine.”“What?” Wendy shook her head. “What?”“You’ll understand or Owen was wrong,” Zera shrugged. She slipped into her jacket and pulled her backpack onto her shoulders. “Now, let’s go.”Tamara knew Jewel and her twin sluts were staying at the hotel across from Scotia Square. She hadn’t been close enough to follow them up from the lobby to. .. but they look good to me," Kathy said as she brushed against him leaning in to inspect the photographs."Crap, Kathy, pure crap!" Scott said, going into detail to explain what was wrong with each photograph. "Of course, I can correct the exposure problems and jazz up the lighting, but that doesn't solve the basic problem." I don't understand what the problem is," Kathy remarked. "These pictures show the machine--whatever it is--very nicely." Granted," Scott sighed, "but they lack glamour..