She smiled at me then. "Which one are you? Are you the one who's banging the cheerleader or are you the one who is flunking out?" I didn't know how sh... knew so much about us, but it amazed me that she seemed to lack any self-consciousness about me standing there watching her dry off her naked body. She flipped the towel between her legs, caught it behind her with ease, and sawed it roughly (it seemed to me) back and forth against her russet cunt."Um... I'm the one flunking," I mumbled, my eyes. I slipped into the house and going to her bedroomdoor which was also open just a crack. She washome alone her mother having gone to a meetingwith a friend of hers, and would be gone untilalmost midnight. I was sure that would give methe time to enjoy her cunt givingher the pleasure that she would keep coming backto me for.She was still standing there with an almost vacantstare in her sexually glazed eyes.She didn't move when I walked in behind her, shedidn’t even notice me at first. Hell she. “Oh yeaah”, I say, “that is awesome!” You lean over now and bring your lips to the head of cock. While stroking my shaft you touch my head with your tongue so lightly. You begin to circle my head with your tongue around and round. All of a sudden I feel your lips on my cock and I get even tenser. I know I am not far from blowing my load. You plunge your head down and take all my cock in your mouth. I can feel my head rub the back of your throat. Just then you lick my shaft and I know I. You love that homeas much as I do," Randolph matter-of-factly interjected. "And you alsolove the proceeds from mother's estate." His eyes darted to the side."Hardly divorce-worthy conduct." He gently placed his napkin down andstopped talking."Yes, Randolph, I do in fact adore that home and I do appreciate thesocietal need for someone of my stature to be affluent, to be anexample," she said. "Yet I am not overly concerned about it nor otherhistorical matters."That you had, for instance,.