You weresupposed to our rock as I worked to pay off my debt from medical school. I'mjust in my residency. I wont even begin making a full doctors sala...y foranother year. There's no way we can support a child with this much debt.That's all fucked!" I am sorry, Chelsie. I don't know how things got so out of control!"Chelsie stood up. "If you think I feel sorry for you, I don't feel sorry foryou at all. You caused this!" Cant you do anything for me? What hes doing is wrong!" Michael. When they got to Scott's he went off to the kitchen and came back with beer and wine so the four of them poured themselves some drinks and they all sat there talking and laughing and being teenagers the talk soon turned to the subject of sex but in a jokey way rather than full on dirty talk. The conversation carried on in much the same vein for another hour or so until Scott asked the girls if they had ever seen a "blue" film. The girls conferred for a while before admitting that none of them. She stared at her phone as it rang from the same phone number that texted her. Her fingers turned ice cold as she saw the texts begging for her to see him again. She opened the two photos that depicted Tommy’s young cock in a selfie picture. She texted on her phone, “I think you have the wrong number.”After a few minutes, “Isn’t this Katie Jackson? Mrs. America? I saw you on tv,” texted back. Katie’s eyes closed as she cringed. Her heart dropped as she sighed heavily, “What do you want Tommy?”. I kissed back, unbuckling my jeans. She looked down, biting her lips, as she got off the granite, we switched positions, as she got on down, her sexy ass curling out, her tits grazing my knees as she pulled my jeans and underwear down, her eyes wideningI breathed deep in relief then she just said, quickly, I smiled down, as that made me feels so good. My cock was throbbing and hard, and I caught my breath as her cold hands wrapped around it and stroked the shaft.She held my cock up and put her.