None of the people in this story are real. None of these events ever happened. This story is nothing more than words that came from my imagination. An... similarity to any real people, places, or events is purely coincidental. Operators of erotic story web sites and other collections, whether free or fee-based, have my permission to post and/or distribute my stories, provided that credit is given to "Hungry Guy" as the author. You may not make changes other than fixing typos. Even beware of. She was reaching in my pockets and find nothing but the outline of a half hard cock.she was wearing a white tank top with no bra and a pink mini skirt.during the course of our wrestling i got a perfect shot at her crotch and ass, her black lace panties where almost completely see-through and she had no hair at all. at one point i had her pinned face down and her wedgie revealed he perfect firm round ass. i decided to slow it down so i dont sketch her out. wow i just got to grope my sister. . which we had no clue about and called the Head of Geology."As long as you teach your classes two hours a week, I don't care. I'm not expecting you two to come up with a Ph.D. topic for at least a year. We weren't planning on your full time presence until Fall quarter of 1957. We don't even have a vacant office for you. Oh ... you are going to hate me ... instead of Tuesday-Thursday at 11, as was our intention, classes are 8am Monday-Friday ... no wait! Don't kill me yet! ... or 8p to 10p. “And so it went, week after week, for several months, making it with both of them, sneaking, quietly hiding, and telling outright lies, I still had no idea if the one knew about the other. When the end came it was simpler, but no less ambiguous. The daughter got a boyfriend, the mother a girlfriend and our secret meetings dissolved to occasional emails.“Never a word, and never an honest moment.”“Come on, you have to give us more than that,” Toni said breathlessly, pushing a shot of tequila.