I cooked it myself. I know mom, I'm a good daughter. Ok mom, I gotta go. I'll talk to you tomorrow, ok? Bye mom." I made sure she clicked that phone O...F and then continued on eating that fucking cunt. Lana didn't lose a beat. Her moans grew with intensity and she pushed my face deeper into her steamy cunt. She screamed out and squirted cunt juice into my face and mouth. Fuck!! Damn that was hot! I licked up all I could swallow and kept going for more. Lana told me she wanted my cock now! I got. . I could also see her cleavage also n its cleanly shaven. She closed the door n I could her her tits moving back and forth asking me to kiss them. Then she went to kitchen and brought me some juice. She said that she was not feeling sleepy, so we began to chat .she told how she got married. However, I was not listening to her just seeing her body… at once she also watched me seeing and smiled.She asked me do u like girls. I said yes. Then she asked why u like does? I said simply. Again, she. "Georgina thought for a moment about what she would do for the next forty-five minutes. As she wondered, she looked again at Mr Thompson and saw that she was wearing a black sleeveless dress with thin straps. She knew though that there was a school play on and all of the Teachers were supposed to go and watch it. So she asked Miss Thompson, "Aren't you supposed to be going to the show?"Miss Thompson blushed, and, blustering, replied, "Well I am actually going to meet my girlfriend. We have. "When she's submissive - like now, we don't call her Frances."I'm Sheila, and this is Barbara ... How did you meet Frances?"Veronica explained about Richard being her husband and the introductionsin the restaurant."Did you know that the man that molested her was knocked unconscious witha broken jaw?" Veronica asked rhetorically.Introductions over - the three women were obviously becoming friends, andVeronica had a favour to ask."I know it's an awful cheek ... but I've never driven a pony girl.