Boy does that ever feel good. With my cock all the way inside her she leans forward and taking hold of my head she puts her mouth to mine and we are ...issing. Then her tongue is in my mouth and she is licking my gums and teeth and tongue. When she pulls her tongue from my mouth my tongue follows hers and then her lips are sucking my tongue. When I think things cant get any better she stops kissing and starts moving up and down on my cock. When she gets tired of fucking she stops and starts to. "So on Saturday, Chet brought his son Brian over to help Bobby and his mother load their belongings into a rented truck. Within a few hours, they were moved into the large four-bedroom Tudor that Chet had owned for years. One bedroom was really the master suite, of course, and another was basically a guest room. Brian had his own room, decked out with sports posters and the like. Bobby was relieved to learn he wouldn't be sharing that room, even if Brian only lived there on weekends. There was. He placed the beside my shirt, then surveyed what was before him. My tank covered my belly, and went down over the top of my panties. At the time, I wore granny panty style briefs, as that was all that was offered for fat girls. He smiled and sighed audibly. I was afraid he'd be able to tell that my panties were wet by looking at me. Every time his fingers grazed my skin, it was like a jolt of electricity through my body. I thought I was going to explode when he pulled my tank up. I. I growled and slammed my book shut. I got up and trudged down the hall to the stairs. Walking down them I could hear everyone talking. I jumped down the last five stairs."Jennifer... How many times do I have to tell you? Don't jump the stairs." Yelled my mom.I rolled my eyes and sat in the chair next to my brother. My aunt was seated across from us. My parents on either side of us and all I could think of was how bad I wanted to just get up and leave. Brian's hand grazed my almost bare thigh. I.