Irene’s left Kat’s lips for another pair; Kat’s legs wrapped around Irene’s head like a vice.“Irene’s good at that.”“I see,” I say a... I slide my hand down to Hayley’s wet snatch.My fingers easily slide in with a squelch and Hayley melts into my hand. I thumb over her clit while my fingers work their way in and out. Hayley reaches back and runs her hands through my hair. She holds onto me tighter as comes on top of me.Kat moans out and I turn to look at her. She comes on Irene’s tongue and her. "We've got to tell mom, we don't have a choice. We can't do it!" That firstvoice noted."Sometimes you can be so frustrating! What did I just say? I know we'vegot to tell mom silly since I'm already holding him." That second voicesaid."But we're going to have to take him home with us?" That first voice saidsounding fearful."I know! Can't be helped. Mom's the only one that can fix this." Thatsecond voice said also sounding as fearful as the first."Can you manage like that?" That first voice. "P-please..." she croaked from her dry, torn throat. "Oh god, please... please... don't... don't do this..."Nude, his long cock hard out before him, Lou felt his blood rush at Sarah's begging. He climbed on the bed and between her spread legs. Placing a hand on either side of the young girl, he looked down between them as he lowered his pelvis. His cock pushed against the crack of her ass, sliding up. Lou gasped at the softness, the warmth of her skin. He raised his hips and did it again, his. That continues even into high school, since it's in the same building as the middle school. With the passage of time, we became best friends. We played together, joined the Scouts together, went to ball games together, stayed over at each other's homes all the time. It was Ernie who showed me my first ever Playboy, borrowed (without permission) from his father's stash; I wonder what the Reverend J. would have said about THAT! And as naturally as the night follows the day, that magazine led to.