My name was Jeff Grant. I'm 16 now, yet this all started when I was 15, just out of school for the summer. I had no plans for the summer except to do ... few odd jobs, school wouldn't start until the fall, three whole months away. Three months to lay on the beach and get a tan. In our family we are able to call a family meeting, talk about things bothering us, and nothing said is ever let out of the room. That was good, and bad. Once, Beth, my sister told us she was pregnant, and it took all of. Colton was the sweetest guy he knew, and he would never have said anything like that before. But now, things were different. Seeing Maddox die changed Colton; he was always brooding now and he never smiled, not that Brandon could blame him after what happened.“I need your help,” Colton added.Brandon was hesitant. He was sure that killing Tristan would mean certain death for Colton, and maybe for himself as well. But he couldn’t watch his friend in such agony.“Alright,” he said. “I’ll help. I didnt want to lose this opportunity so i turned towards the wall, released my pant and slipped into my shorts. We took lunch inside our the room and then after that we found ourselves lying on the same bed. Now i was a completely changed person. I took some liberty and put my hand over her stomach area. She didnt say anything and we continued talking. After a while i moved my hand upwards over her breast. This was the first time i held a girls breast. I slowly started pressing and pinching. ‘It feels like your cock is still in there,’ she said as she stroked her ravaged ass with her hand. I reached over and caressed her ass as I thanked her for a wonderful time. ‘That was great anal sex,’ I murmured. ‘I have to go to the bathroom,’ Betsy announced as she swung her legs out of bed. I watched her walk into the bathroom and I again admired her shapely legs and curvy bubble butt. I noticed that semen was running down her legs but she didn’t seem to care at the moment. Betsy was in.