He stared at my navel and thighs. My mom, meanwhile, got occupied in other work. So he was acting boldly. I then glanced at his crotch, and he was def...nitely hard. In fact, I could see his boner pulsing and get even harder. I looked up to see that he caught me staring at his boner. He gave a cheeky grin.I think Munna was around 26, not that good looking, kind of dirty, fat, and smelly. I was involuntarily still looking at his boner, which kept on getting hard with each pulse. Our hands still. “My sister can be such a pain.” “I understand.” Savannah nodded. Her voice always ended in an airy twang of the South that made Maddi smile. “But not really since I’m an only child.” She moved towards the center of the bed to give Maddi room to lay flat. She watched Maddi’s pupils widen as her naked body came into view. “I just can’t seem to get comfortable.” Maddi’s heart skipped a beat once Savannah’s light caramel complexion came into view full. She drank in every curve that complimented. Of all the boys he had seen in school, he was by far the biggest. Helen noticed it, too, and she caught herself staring. She seemed disturbed. "What's wrong?" Mark asked once he was changed. "Nothing," she said, though she couldn't lie to herself. Her little boy was now a growing young man. They frolicked in the surf, Mark splashing his mother, and they held each other under a wave, trying not to fall over. They laughed and swam and kicked in the surf. They were like a couple of k**s. When they. What would her daughters think of her now? What would Bridgette think?Donna started to cry in misery, as she just couldn’t comprehend how everything she did just turned around to bite her. It didn’t seem to matter if she went along or fought it full-hearted.“Don’t cry, slut, you did great.” Her teacher said as she walked back to the bed.“I know now what you’re capable of, and trust me, you’ll make a great hooker. You got the looks, the moves, the stamina. You’re getting wet as only Ms..