I went to her doorway, and there she was, looking in her mirror and humming to herself. There was a flush of radiance in the face looking back at her....And I suddenly knew. I waltzed into the room, took her hands, and twirled around and around with her, grinning and crowing. ‘You . . .’ I began. ‘Yes,’ she grinned sheepishly. ‘I . . .’ I sat her down on the bed. ‘So?’ I prompted. ‘So . . . there’s this really smart junior who offered to help me with my lit homework, and we spent a lot of time at. Yours." Correct answer, my boy. Is it making you uncomfortable to talk about my tits?" Well, kind of." Sorry. Here...let me help you get more comfortable," Maggie said, leaning forward. She grasped the waist of Damian's track pants and started to pull them down, but was stopped when Damian grabbed her hands."What are you doing, Mrs. Wentworth? We...you shouldn't," he protested."And why not? Are you going to tell me you've not ever had a woman see your cock?"Damian stared in silence, remaining. She was so turned on, the wet spot on the bed started to grow larger and larger. My shoulders pinned her legs up high and as I was about to come, I shoved my cock in deeper and harder and filled up her pussy with my come. Then I got the cuffs and cuffed her hands to the headboard and she asked what was going on. A second later, Kendra felt a tongue on her pussy and started to get licked. She knew that I really never liked licking her after sex, but figured she just thought I was super horny.. Dont be, I liked it, she replied, Tré,s agré,able, or Very enjoyable. That evening, we stayed up playing video games in my room until late at night. Isabelle fell asleep quicker than me and rather than carry her to Marys old room, which would have definitely woken her up, I just picked her up and laid her down in my bed. I took out an extra blanket and stole a pillow off my bed and tried to fall asleep on the floor next to her, setting my alarm for the next morning. Why do you.