You're our friend and these are the sorts of things friends do for each other. Just like that call you gave us last fall about the cops coming by. Bes...des, Cindy's chicken noodle soup is something you don't want to miss," I added."Chicken noodle soup, eh? I remember my mother fixing that when I was a kid ... Okay, you win, but only until I'm back on my feet, you hear!"We all agreed and beat a strategic retreat after Cindy promised to bring some soup over later.That Monday my housemates were. Saved by the bell, as it were. Suddenly Johann ripped back the duvet cover revealing my boxers half way down my thighs with my hard cock in my hand. I froze. He looked at me, studying my hard cock in my hand. “Nice cock,” he said. But then he was up and leaving the room. Down at breakfast Mother was in a pensive mood. “I’ve spoken to the company and they have no other accommodation available...Look, I know it’s an imposition on you both, but if I put a mattress in Johann’s room (Three weeks. .. I smile. 'Good morning to you' goes through my mind, but not out my mouth. I explain is all to Joy and I hear, silence. Finally, Joy says: She will tell you when she is ready to stop.I guess in an elliptical way I have my answer. We, I, are, am, about to have more kids.Ann is fourteen years and zero days old. She is 146cm tall and 37K in weight (you don't know metric? approx. 4'9 ½" tall and approx. 83 lb). Her hair and eyes are black. She is slim. Her skin is smooth and neither particularly. Bent over at the hips, showing off her long sexy legs. She looked so cute in her Tennis costume. White ankle socks, short white skirt and thin white tennis shirt, unbutton to her cleavage. Her thin tight white knickers underneath the skirt were visible as she bent over and she could hear the guy’s comments as she wiggled her ass at them. “mmm this is making me horny” she thought to herself” and she reached round to hitch her skirt up a little higher for her eager fans. Glancing over her.