Calling home no one answers so she starts to walk it's only about six blocks but it's raining, she didn't wear a coat and her light dress is soaked st...cking to her body. As Jan comes around the bend her lights shine on the woman being wet the lights on her the dress is see through and Jan can see no bra only skimpy panties. Stopping to see it's Mary Kay the mother of Gail her worst nightmare Jan says please get in Mrs. Toms. Mary Kay says oh do I know you? Jan says to herself not yet but you so. So ... fucking... good..." her bottom joyfully bouncing up and down, her sweaty asscheeks slapping wetly against Jack's legs as she rode Emily's twin brother with an obscene, lewd bliss. "Don't... ohhh!!! ... so good, don't stop, I love your cock inside me... OHHHH!!!"Knew you were a dirty slut, Donna," Jack grunted. He bucked his hips hard up into Donna, making the dark-haired girl practically scream in ecstasy. He slapped his hands hard on Donna's pale, pretty asscheeks, and she screamed even. Mom was the first to spot him, probably because Dad was not the guy I was expecting him to be.He was already walking towards us, dressed smartly, but his eyes averted my gaze. He walked slowly, and where Mom must have mistaken it for carefulness, I knew it to be reluctance. As he came closer, Dad did a double-take when he saw my slightly-bulging stomach, but conscious that an ignorant Mom was looking at him, he maintained his composure and reached us a few seconds later. He pretended to be. I got to touch your breasts and between your legs – all safely covered by your clothes – but still, it was progress, and your hands were just as active. We almost did it the night of the spring dance. That was the first time I actually got my hand in your panties and got my first feel of your wet pussy, and the first time you got in my slacks and felt my hardness. We were making out in my car, and if we’d had any place we could have gone, we would have crossed the threshold right then. But you.