She slavered a bit, then said, "Who is it? Who's there?"My own mouth was very dry, but I managed to croak, "What's happening, who was that man?"She se...med to jump at my voice, but she said, "He's going to rape me. I - I think he's going to kill me! Please help me, I need to get away from here!" Where's he gone, how long before he comes back?" I don't know; he was angry, he forgot something that he had planned to use on me! Oh please hurry up, I've got to get away before he comes back!"I was. I rolled over. "Yes, everything today." My cock twitched a little, but it was still only half way hard. She held up 1 finger and I nodded in agreement.Lisa pulled the dress over her head with one quick movement. Her tits defied gravity. Her shaved pussy was just few inches from my hand, so I gave it a soft stroke from the lips up past her clit to her soft stubble. She started jacking off my cock with a firm grip and slow strokes and smiled. After a moment she lowered her mouth to quickly. I quickly hugged her and pushed myself over her body against the wall. I started fondling her boobs over her jacket. She quickly gripped my penis and touched my tip. I opened her jacket, I could see her cleavage. I took her right breast in my hand and started sucking her nipple. She moaned and we both were enjoying each other’s bodies.Mom opened her bra and both boobs came out of the cage like roaring lions. I pushed my face between her boobs. I slowly whispered in her ear, “How are your boobs. I barely let myself sit next to him on the same couch for long. I was kinda starting to feel bad for the way I was treating him. I wasn’t a cold-hearted bitch or anything, but I wasn’t the warmest person to be around all the time either and sometimes he seemed to want to ask questions, but stopped himself. That was okay with me, less questions, less answers I don’t even want to give. After we both gotten ready for class, we parted our ways. Off to art for me and him off to English – not like I.