Wendy reached behind her back and massaged my balls while saying be a good boy and give me all your hot cum, fill my pussy with your seed and make me ...um with you. That was all the encouragement I needed as I felt my cock pulse and shoot a huge spurt into her pussy followed by another and then another. Ms. Wendy arched her back and I felt her cumming around my cock as I pumped her full of my cum. I lay there on the bed with my hands on her hips as I felt my cock pump the last little bit into. She never wore that bikini when he was. She had a more conservative one for those days.Even though I was about four hundred yards away from her, I could see her perfectly well. Those long, sculptured legs, the seductive curve of her waist, and her ample but still firm breasts all seemed to be calling my name. I was snapped from the trance I was in by my phone."Hello?" I said as I answered the call without taking my eyes away from the delightful creature of my dreams."What the hell are you up to. . Tony Kramer is the best quarterback I’ve ever seen. And Paul Christian is even faster than I am...” At that point John just ran down and stopped.“John, dear,” Andy asked with a wry grin, “why in hell do you think I just gave half a billion dollars to Hillsdale? In the vernacular, it’s known as buying you in.”“But what for?” John asked. “Notre Dame wanted to give us all scholarships, and I’m sure my grades are good enough...”“Grades? What are grades?” Andy mused. Then she brightened and said,. "We've got an evil plot to trick you into getting in a good mood, and then ... well, we haven't really planned any further than that yet. But trust me, our plot will be suitably diabolical!" Well, the first part's working," she smiled.Rachael stood back up. "I need to go see your sister for a minute," she said."Aren't you going to eat breakfast?" asked Brit."I already ate," Rachael replied, and Jeff snorted as he tried to keep from laughing."What's that all about?" Brit demanded."Just an inside.