If you want to know how I look and what I am like, I would love to get in touch, but as for the story I like to keep it short and crisp. So, this is a... account of how I fucked my friend, and also her mother.In school, my friend Devika, was always a close confidant of mine, but in school, she was okayish, figure wise, so we always used to talk hut I never too interest in her. After I completed my college and joined the Army. Devika and I lost touch, but we used to follow each other on social. " Fran looked at Nick then gave Miley a knowing smile, "Okay," she said in a singsong voice "Goodnight."Miley gave an inward groan at what she knew the other woman was thinking. At least she didn't ask any nosy questions, though Miley supposed she would be getting them the next day. She flicked on the light and slid into the nearest booth, Nick sat down opposite her."Okay, what do you want to say?" He took a deep breath, leaned forward then sat back again. "Miley," he said, lacing in fingers. In his mind he was not imagining his tongue rasping along the magnificence of his Mistress’s buttocks, but rather, that she could see him abasing himself in such an abject way and all because of the residual influence of her wonderfully feminine presence. If she could see him now, and know the full depth of his devotion to Her, oh how she would mock him, losing whatever tiny shred of respect she stilled owed her class teacher.At that point James was wrenched forcefully out of his reverie by the. I had a drink in my hand and just worked the room. I went talking to some of the cheerleaders and to Vicky. She was still in her uniform as were the other girls. As I was making my rounds with the girls, I heard a rumor. The Head cheerleader told Vicky that all the girls give at least a blowjob to the football team. She was saying that the head cheerleader got to pick the guy that the cheerleader would have sex with. Both people would be blind folded. She was also saying that the cheerleaders.