.", Michael stopped in mid-sentence, only now realizing I wasn't alone and we were naked."Uhmm...nevermind. I'll see you later." He turned around, not...ceably ashamed. I woke up Paige and we got dressed so we wouldn't be late. No time for lovely caressing, unfortunately. I met Michael in history class. I never really figured him out. He never really participated in the lessons. Instead, he only said something when the professor asked him, but when he did, Michael always had very clever answers.. Finish your drink. I have a question for you.”We both finished our drinks. “Do you like juicy pussy?”“Yes,” was spoken as his fingers checked my pussy’s wetness level.“It’s not wet enough now but it will be soon. This is what I want. Feel free to whatever part you want. Lie down on the grass.” I hovered my pussy over his mouth. “Make me juicy.”He got busy with his tongue and fingers. That felt good. He managed a muffled comment, “Juice good.”“Now for even more juice put some of your juice in. .He quietly got down on his knees behind Betty. Her legs were spread fairly wide as she focused on Stacy's flesh, allowing Frank to move in between them without disturbing the ongoing action. One hand on his cock, he made ready. Then, in one motion, he clasped Betty's buttock with the other hand as he drove forward, skewering her matted beaver.Frank's assault took Betty by surprise and drove her forward. "Holy fuck" she grunted as Frank's big cock bottomed out. She was pressed forward against. It was not grungy. The sheets on the mattress were clean. The refrigerator was clean and well-stocked. The storage unit under the bed was not overrun with junk, but was, indeed, available for storage.Seeing the girl's intense interest, I showed her around the unit. "Sleep here," I said again. "I will not bother you. You should go to sleep now, because it is getting late and the men will be here early to unload the trailer. Then, it will be reloaded and I will leave here, early. Think about what.