He’d cupped a bun while she was fixing it. While not thrilling, it was better than the usual tiny kiss she dutifully got as he arrived home from wor....Mort was five years older and a good, dependable breadwinner with a very secure future. That’s what made her agree to marry him, having spent too much of her childhood trailing around with a rather irresponsible single mom and two other siblings whose fathers, like hers, couldn’t even be guessed at. Security was paramount, even if it meant. We became friends and whenever we met in school started talking and spending time with each other. It was our PT period and everyone had left except madhura. She told me to wait and said she needs to talk with me. She was sitting on the table and I could see her thighs under her skirt. This was enough to turn me on. But I controlled. She said she had a feeling for one of my friend and asked me for help to get them together. I was shocked but couldn’t say no, so I told her I’ll help her.The next. Now, I was torn again, but for a completely different reason: part of me wanted him to cum, wanted to feel his hard cock throbbing and spurting, wanted to taste his thick, salty, sweet sperm, but another part of me didn’t want what I was experiencing to end. “I like having him in my mouth,” I admitted. “I like kissing and sucking his gorgeous cock. I don’t want it to end.”I felt Kathy move to my side. She whispered, “Having fun, darling?”I nodded and whimpered back, “I am. Oh, God, this. As Reina took a seat to my left, I turned to look her in the eyes. Her long black hair fell to her waist, and she had her arms between her juicy thighs, her long white legs rubbing together. Reina looked at me sideways, expectantly, her cheeks were still red and her breath was labored.“Are you cold?” I asked worried, “you seem a little off.”“Eh? Ah, um… ever since Andr-” Reina cut herself off, “no... it's nothing, I’m fine. Don’t worry.”“If you say so. Anyways Reina..” it became harder to.