The laptop had insisted Vanessa was at home an hour earlier. I thought I might as well see what she had to say for herself after having had a couple o... days to dwell on the matter.I found the house empty and on rechecking the asset tracker, it confirmed she was now at school. The fridge was almost devoid of food and the milk was on the turn. She clearly hadn't done any shopping since the weekend. I walked upstairs and found her wardrobe doors open. A few clothes were scattered across the bed. For his part, Derwangercontinued to hump away at me, meanwhile dipping his headto suck at my nipples. Despite myself–and my ardent wishnot to be aroused–it actually felt pretty good;simultaneously, he was grinding my clitoris between ourpubic bones, and I fought back a surge of pleasure as hetook turns sucking on both of my nipples.“Well, I know one thing,” he said, finally taking a breakfrom his sucking; “I will enjoy watching these swell upwith milk when. She moaned a sigh of approval and I tweaked her nipple between my fingers as I felt myself beginning to cum. Now it was my turn to moan. Melinda knew what was coming and she pumped my dick with her fist and pointed it into her open mouth. The first spurt shot into her mouth and then she clamped her lips down and sucked the next few shots. Tracy was sucking on my tongue at the same time and I hoped that the moment would last forever. Unfortunately, my orgasm had a limit, and Melinda took it as. It didn't matter. The haunting vision of a wedding set on the hand of a woman instantly made her hand exponentially more attractive to me. I just couldn't shake it no matter how hard I tried. Homecoming week. We had a massive pep rally. Our football team was scheduled to play our most hated rival. The entire junior high and high school classes were allowed to attend. I'd estimate the size of the crowd was in the 500 range including students, teachers and administrators. In the midst of.