She walked out of the house and across the street to the park. She climbed a hill that held a large oak tree that she often went to when she needed to...think. By the time she reached the top of the hill, she was out of breath and suddenly wondering why she was so angry. Hadn't she practically forced Jim on Katie? Hadn't she been there when they had sex? If there was anyone to be angry with it was herself. None of this was Katie's fault. As quickly as the anger had come, it left, leaving Jenny. I stammered Can I do it to you please Chris?? she asked wantonly That wouldnt be the right thing to do Beth, Im alot older than you and your not even sixteen yet I protested She moved over to me so that she stood right up next to me, her body pressing my still hard cock. Her hand moved over the bulge in my trunks and moved up and down, masturbating my even harder dick through my trunks. Please Chris, Dont make me beg you, I just want to feel a cock in my mouth and I really like the feel of. This, the look on his face, and the purple pulsing of his penis, all clued Melinda in. He was about to cum.There were no napkins on hand; they had left them on the living room table, right next to the soiled People magazine. Even if a napkin had been in her fist, Melinda wouldn’t have used it.Dropping clumsily to the floor, still coming down from the high of her previous orgasm, Melinda turned to face Brian. Batting the k**’s hands away, she took his penis into her right hand and began stroking. We made our way to another bar nearer to home that had a band playing. We entered and got ourselves a drink. On the dance floor we finally swapped partners for a couple songs…I danced with Steven, who soon was running his hands over my body, having a good feel of my ass cheeks as well as my boobs.His wife Justine was a pretty girl and she seemed to enjoy dancing with my husband. I became jealous as I watched Victor touching her sexy firm round body all over as well. It went into the next song.