“Yeah I know him, he in my France class.” I look up at her. “What do you know about him?” I ask trying not to show any emotion. “Why do you ...ant to know you like him more than a friend?” I turned away looking around. I hate that she talked so loud and as had to watch what I said to her because I had already be beat up because someone thought I was gay. “Just asking that all.” I said when I turned back. “Well if you do just tell him. He like us you know.” I gave her a question look and she. But I had to cum - tasting her and hearing her scream as I got her off had me in fits. My own cunt was boiling and I needed relief right now. I was so hot and so wet, it was dribbling down my inner thighs. I spotted her vibrator lying next to her, still buzzing happily. I quickly removed my underwear and sat back, legs splayed as wide as I could get them, facing her. I wanted to be looking at her when I came. I positioned the vibrator at the entrance of my tunnel, and promptly slammed it inside. There was a mutual give and take, so to speak.Unfortunately, one evening, after Cantrell had been a regular guestmany times, our housemother expressed concern to us that Cantrell wasspending too much time at the house. To her, he seemed toocomfortable hanging out. She told us that his visits would have to berestricted. That very night, the sisters had a private meeting todiscuss a way for Cantrell to continue servicing us without ourhousemother knowing. I outlined the seed of a plan to the. " i asked"yeah sure i have nothing better to do" Kelly stated."ok lets go" i said we got to the parks and i walked the trail with her which is basically a little cement path with woods on both sides and i stopped at some benches we sat down "I need to tell you something" i said "OK what" Kelly replied "um don't get mad But" i said"come on spit it out" she said aggressively i moved closer and kissed her on the lips "David what are you doing" she said in a way the was surprised but like she.