But not in a bad way.”“Being quiet around girls is never a good thing,” he said softly.As I was about to speak, Carl approached.“Yo, do you gu...s have any more beer?”I handed him my remaining two cans. “Here, knock yourself out. I’m done.”“Cool, thanks. I’ll get you back next time. Those girls are totally into music, man! They might come hang at our next rehearsal.”“Fine with me.”“I’m done too,” Pete announced, passing his three cans to Carl.“Whoa, sweet!”Carl gave us a grin before taking the. Her nails dug into my back and her thighs tightened their hold of my hand. In a few seconds though, the snoring resumed. Exhaled with relief, she opened her legs for me. Impatient and ready for each other, we could not wait any longer. I loved the heat of her body under me and suddenly I saw her eyes in a flash sparked by our kiss. With a smooth movement of her hips, she took me in. As if making a pledge to stay silent, her tongue moved in between my lips. Our bodies became one and in a. ”“Jill!” her mother exclaimed.“Jill, what? If I wore out a vibrator, Dad must have worn out your cunt! How many times was it? Three? Four?”Jean lightly rubbed her bare slit. Her vagina and labia were red and swollen. She just sighed and said, “I don’t know. But it was one of the greatest nights of our life together. Your dad is a fantastic lover!” Then to Mom she said, “You know, I don’t know if I slept a wink last night. I really think I was unconscious between fuck sessions. So good!” she. Matt came in while they were doing it, and started to object like she'd known he would. "Not now," she told him, "we'll talk about it later."He shut his mouth, and helped Bobby get the snow off before they brought the bags of books from the used bookstore into the tent. When they had it all inside, eight bags full, enough for two days or more, he changed the subject. "It's snowing hard again, we should have plenty of water." Good." She grunted, heaving another bag onto the pile. If she did it.