I heard Shelley asking if everything was okay. I slowly worked my tongue in and out of her pussy as I waited to hear Jessica’s answer. She held her ...reath for some seconds and finally the little bitch barely could say that everything was fine…I reached up and played with her nice tits, as Shelley walked away.My cock was throbbing as I rubbed it against her pussy lips. I let out a moan as the head of my cock rubbed across her engorged clit. I moved it so it lined up with her tight opening and. Then a funny thought came to me. I havent heard of you dating anyone? Whos the father? I&hellip, she blanched, I cannot tell you. NO WAY! Becky was popular and smart. There was no way she actually got propositioned by Mr. Pressman and accepted! I wanted to call her a stupid, silly bitch, but I had to be sure. Is&hellip, Is it Mr. Pressman. WHAT! she almost yelled. Look I&hellip, Mr. Pressman gave me this. Then I fished out the pamphlet I still had accidentally hung onto. It was crumpled but as. Hell I don't remember how it got so messed up but it sure did feel good doing it. My legs still felt like rubber from the fucking Harry had give me and he coming back tomorrow to do it again. I felt a warm spot starting between my legs just thinking about it. I made the bed up enough to sleep on and as I laid there thinking back at how Harry made me into his total slut I couldn't help from rubbing circles around my very erect clit. As my mind remembered the loving I had been given my cell phone. Unf. He turned his head when he heard the front door close and I could practically see his face light up when he saw me which caused my heart to flutter. I know I was excited to see him. I walked down the driveway towards him and he stood up to greet me. Morning. He said softly. Hey. I had a dream I about you last night. Oh really? Yeah. Right as I said that I noticed that Casey was crossing the street to meet us. But Josh was facing the wrong way to see that. And was I as good as last night?.