Smart andorganized. Obviously well-educated. Which made me wonder about her. Shedidn't have a job, as far as Mom or I knew. And she lived well. How di...she support herself?After two pretty intense academic hours, Aunt Carmen made her secondspeech. "Well, Jeremy. It's clear to me that you are far more intelligentthan your grades indicate. That tells me that you've been slacking badly.That's over. I want you to do all your homework and all your studying. Iwill supervise everything, including all. I was all cutesied up to watch my boyfriend, Jake, play in the Jr. varsity game then stick around for the real game. I was wearing my cheerleading skirt with tights under them, and an oversized school sweatshirt. I was pretty petite then, only about 5’1 and 90 lbs with developed b cup breasts. My long dark hair and green eyes gave me an exotic look that always drew attention.The game was fun as usual and after the game we hung out a bit, the usual stuff. Since it was dark by the time we. She moves, straddling his hips, letting her lips guide her over his collar bone, his shoulder and then back to his lips, grinding her hips against his wantonly. Suddenly she freezes, placing a finger to his lips, looking towards her front door. "Did you hear something?'' He shakes his head, and she looks back to him when the doorknob to her door rattles again, the only warning before the door swings open, a male figure entering the doorway. For a moment, her mind has gone off line,. Within blocks, I was dripping with cum from my second orgasm, all over the seat of his car. “Hope you have fun tonight,” he said as he parked the car. After an hour of dancing, we retired to a more private corner of the club. My tight little box was dripping in anticipation. Dan promised me that I would be happy with my ‘gift’. Twenty or so minutes after we had sat down, Dan interrupted our conversation with a look that cast my attention to the direction he was staring. Our mutual friend Rob.