"It looks really good, Mom. Does it look like it did when you went toschool here?" Jenny said."Yes, it looks exactly the same. It brings back many, ma...y memories."Jamie Leigh answered."I don't think I'll ever understand why this project was so importantto you. It seems like there is more to it than any of your otherproject or it just being your first school. I can see it in your faceand feel it in your emotions but whatever it is I'm at a loss to figureit out and you don't seem to want to talk. "Oh," your dad says. Then he nods his head toward you. "Who is this?" This is Lori."You start to panic as you dad speaks directly to you. "Hello, Lori."You turn to face him, lowering your eyes so you don't have to look at him. Your hair falls forward, slightly covering your face. "Hello, Mr. Johnson," you reply using what you hope is a girlish voice."Oh, please don't be so formal. Call me Jim." Ok Jim," you say as you risk a glance at him. It takes you a minuet to realize that he doesn't. On the day after my little stunt nothing really traspired, and I was relieved because that probably meant I had been careful enough. My neighbour had removed all her clothes from the clothes lines and not a word had been said but I was a bit sad: although the experience from the night before had been intense I knew I wouldn't get that lucky again.I resigned and tried not to think about it until the next morning when I was swept off my feet as I walked into the backyard. There they were, the red. Her pussy convulse around me, joining me in ecstasy. I yanked out of her, the pleasure screaming through me.My jizz splattered across both their royal cunts, drenching them in my seed.“Fuck, yes!” I howled and rammed into Basira's pussy, spurting more and more jizz into the younger queens' depths.She cried out in Arabic. Her pussy spasmed about my dick. She writhed, twitching with a fast, rippling pattern. She milked out my cock, ensuring that she got an equal amount of my fertile seed as.