I asked her what she was up to, and she said she was open for anything. She reached out and began groping me through my shorts and I seen her fumbling...with something under her skirt and before I could see what she was doing, she leaned in and kissed me. I kissed her back and let my hands explore her tight little body until I slipped them up the back of her skirt and made her moan as I groped her tight ass cheeks with my hands. She broke her kiss and asked me if I thought she was pretty. I. Since everyone else is banging her, why shouldn't I?" Because you aren't that stupid, I hope!" Charley snarled at him. "Because you work for John Roberts. Because one of these days the old man will catch her. When he does, he won't hesitate to use that rifle he keeps in the back of his car." But he ignores her," the kid protested. "When she comes by the studio, he won't ever come out and greet her!" He can't handle her," Charley answered, her voice rising with disgust at the boy's unwillingness. As he kept fucking me, he leaned forward as if he was going to kiss me, which I didn't want, this was fucking, not intimacy, but then he pressed a button on the night stand."Tonight is going to be the best night of your young sex life," he said, as I wondered what the button meant."It already is," I moaned.Suddenly the door opened, and my eyes went big as Jamal held my hands firmly and kept fucking me."That was quick," Becka said, entering the room with Sara and Amy as well as a few black. Forte,” she said. “Nothing wrong with that.”I glanced over and saw the water running over her stunning eighteen-year old body. I couldn’t help but stare. She was beautiful. Still, I had misgivings. She was my student only two weeks before. But now we were equals. Two adults attending college living in the same house. And right now we were sharing the same shower, the same intimate experience of being nude with warm water running over our bodies.“Here, let me wash your back,” she.