I gave Danny a shampoo and scalp massage before we toweled off….he is mine, and heaven help any woman who tries to get between us. We changed the b...ttom sheet and then cuddled in bed and talked like we often do, sharing our sexual fantasies or other things erotic. We also shared the remaining chocolate strawberries with one glass of plum wine each, the remaining wine in the bottle……I was wondering to myself whether Mom or Aunt Joyce ever did chocolate strawberries with their men….possibly, and. The increased velocity of his thrusts made her cackle with a backwards bent neck; eventually pulling up to press her marshmallow tits against his clothed chest. Another orgasm surged as her hips rolled and embrace tightened, halting the movement only when it flat-lined. Pounds to his upper back with a closed fist ceased all movement. Afterwards, her legs trembled and their lips magnetized in a cacophony of smacks before pulling apart to grin at each other.Footsteps thudded against the cement. I took a breath and a step...again the sound of footsteps. Fear gripped me as I hurried to my locker...as I bent over to grab my shorts...the locker door slammed shut...I fell back over the dressing bench...my feet went up as i fell, the towel that was wrapped around my waist rose exposing my gentiles... Struggling to see who or what slammed my locker, I saw one of the problem k**s..you know, special aid k**s...The look in his eyes and smile on his face was terrifying...I managed to whine out. It was a bralette that barely contained her cleavage, a garter, stockings, and no panties. Today's was white lace."I thought I smelled weed over here." Abigail said playfully.Eric perked up at the sound of her voice. "Hey, Abigail, what's up?" Not much. Your mom is almost done with dinner." We've been sitting here with watering mouths for the past half hour" Alma joked."She is an amazing cook, isn't she?" Abigail said, and they all smiled to themselves, except for Grace, who continued to suck.