Good girl. I peeked through the door but there was no way I could watch without getting caught. Besides, they were just about finished. I waited for h...s release which followed within seconds of Malia’s cry. I couldn’t wait to lick the pussy juice out of my panties, I could feel it against my pussy lips. I gave them a minute to catch their breath when they were done.Giggling, “Jake, why are you fucking my girlfriend in my bed? Hers is literally across the hall!” They both scrambled, rushing to. On the kitchen table. All dressed up with decidedly absolutely no place to go."Gladys, my God, what is it?!"They all came running into the kitchen. We all stared at each other silently for a long time. Shock. My quivering embarrassment soared. No words came to my lips. My limbs were dead. The ladies crowded into the doorway. All mouths agape. They were gorgeous, extremely kempt, very put together. Gladys, Gloria, Sharon, Trixie. Friends of Alexandra Gleckner. They were certainly wondering, who. She could just about have her pick from thousands of boysat San Diego State and get laid anytime she wanted to. Hell, allgirls could probably get screwed if they went out with the rightguy, but his older sister was popular and sexy enough to have aneven larger choice. He didn't know how much experience she had,maybe none, but he couldn't help feeling a bit envious of herposition at times. She seemed so wise and experienced, like afree spirit able to get what she wanted, when she wanted, and. .. stick out." Mmm hmm," she nodded. "This isn't over, Angelique," she declared,heading out the door."Have a good day at school!" he called after her. "Learning about theGreat Plains, studying two-dimensional planar geometry, dissectingflatworms..." Not! Over!" she called back as he grinned.After he finished tidying up the kitchen, Terry paused to check therefrigerator where Bonnie had posted his color-coded spreadsheet ofchores, with tasks broken down by day and week. He had to admit thathe'd.