” Jenny said to John’s back as he spun around and headed off after a banana.“Oh, I forgot coffee.”Lucy took off, “I’ll tell him.”“Did ...ou find what you were looking for?” The Judge asked.“Yes, I did. In fact, I found way more.” Jenny was watching John, Willa and another girl come towards them.John handed Jenny a banana. She was looking at him when he said, “Jenny, this is Patty.”There was several seconds of questions then two screams of acknowledgement were heard by all. The two girls were in. .start thrusting and thrusting into my soaking wet pussy and tells me baby u r so damn wet....u begin to make long strokes and soft strokes very slow, making sure that i feel ever bit of u....u takes my legs in the air and begin to go deep into me, making me moan and grab for u...we thrust into each while r. kelly is singing theres nothing wrong wit a little bump and grind...u say to me theres show aint nothing wrong wit a little bump and grind..u start thrusting and thrusting into me making me. I'm sixteen, a bit shy, somewhat nerdy. Five foot seven, red hair, with a chest that just started to blossom. I lived with my dad, and was a straight "A" student who'd never been in any kind of trouble. At least not yet anyway.Dad couldn't take the time to drive me to his sisters, so I hopped on a bus to Morgantown. For those unfamiliar, Morgantown is the home of WVU, one of the great party colleges in the eastern USA. The trip was uneventful and I was met at the bus station by my cousins. Mom turned away from me and took off her beach robe. There stood my mom in a bikini. I admit I was surprised she wore it. She looked great.“Get me a drink, James.” She demanded.I thought it was a little early for my mom to start drinking, “It’s not even nine o’clock yet.”“The bars open. Get me a god-damn margarita.” Mom barked angrily at me.When I came back, mom was curled up on the lounge chair, trying to cover herself with her arms and hands as much as she could. I handed her the margarita,.