She kissed him and then placed his cock between her tits and pushed them together. Water lapped at the top of the tub as he rubbed his dick between he... tits. She started to gasp and moan at the forcefulness of his thrusts and every so often she would look down and see that gleaming purple head poke out from between her massive tits. The sight aroused her even more and she began to finger her pussy again. First one, then two, then three fingers stuffed her pussy and she furiously worked her g. She just smiled and walked away. Three days later it was finally here, summer break. I was leaving school a little late as almost all of the other students had bolted. Walking through te school parking lot I saw Miss Branson carrying out an armful of boxes, paperwork I guessed from the past year. One of the boxes fell over spilling most of its contents. Running over I quickly helped her gather everything back up and offered to help carry some of her stuff to her car. “Thanks Charlie” she said. Remington is a take charge sort of man and doesn’t respect people who slack off.”“He seemed to respect Dad when he started for him with his fists clenched. He backed up so fast he fell over the chair. That was funny!”“It wasn’t funny. Your father was out of control and Mr. Remington was trying to prevent an ugly scene, like a man in his position should,” defended Mandy.“If he didn’t want an ugly scene, he shouldn’t have antagonized Dad like he did,” pointed out Heather. “He was trying to demean. After the two of them drooled for a while, pointing out some that looked especially nice, they ordered. Stacy went for the chocolate raspberry torte (what can I say - she likes raspberries). Betty couldn't decide whether she wanted that fruited streusel thingy with the orange cream, or the Grand Marnier chocolate mousse torte. When Stacy pointed at the little river of chocolate sauce running off the whipped cream, she went for the chocolate mousse. Yes, these were decadent times.Before the.