Kellie couldn’t help but allow a small, self-satisfied smile to cross her lips. Anita scoffed. ‘Whatever, you nerd. That fat bastard was practical...y kissing your ass. If he bothered to do his job, he’d know the truth, just like we all do. Isn’t that right, Heather?’ Heather glowered at her former skip but said nothing. Anita rolled her eyes and got right into Kellie’s face as she continued her rant. ‘You know what, it doesn’t matter. Do you honestly think I really cared whether or not I won. Although…I’m more than sure that you’ll do both. I’ve been so excited all day so I know I’m more than ready for you.”I moved up and, as we kissed, I slid easily into her. I felt her muscles constrict around my cock despite our natural lubrication. I loved Rosie’s tightness as much as she loved stretching around my hard organ. I began to move, pumping into Rosie and she began to receive me, rolling her hips up with every thrust.Rosie and I had perfected our rhythm months ago—the result of. My sisters promised to have dates that night, so they would not be around to bother us. Mom also agreed to put fresh sheets on my bed for the occasion, and Bob asked if Mom thought Marlene would want them for souvenirs. He laughed at that, but quit when Mom frowned at him.Following the party and dance at the country club, Marlene and I were delivered to my house by limousine. Marlene thought that was a wonderfully romantic gesture by her parents, and her mother had even packed her an overnight. This story was told to me about a year ago, while I was on vacation lying in the sun on a Pacific Island. I found it somewhat hard to believe until I had heard the complete story from beginning to end.After thinking about it for a few months I have decided to write about it, the names and places have been changed but the story itself is changed very little from what was told to me. I filled in some of the more intimate language as most of that was not told to me. The acts themselves were, some.