We retrieve your bags, then head for the car, chatting all the way. We can’t stop talking, it seems, all the way to the parking garage, then most of...the way home. We spend that time catching up and getting reacquainted. I can’t get enough of your sweet voice. It feels almost like high school again. It’s been so long since I last saw you. How could I refuse when you called to tell me that you would be in town for the weekend? I quickly made arrangements for my daughter to be away this weekend,. Enjoy!)Emma slammed the front door shut. She ran upstairs and dropped her backpack in her bedroom. A junior in high school, Emma was seventeen, had perky 34B tits, was 4'9, and had short blond hair. Her father had left her and her mother when she was five. She hadn't really known him that well, so she didn't really care. Her mother made enough to support them. Her mother worked at SuperTech, a company that made all sorts of cool appliances, toys, and other things.Her mother worked in the. He could already do all of the things that I could do, including mining gold. Our first experience with sex was absolutely earthshaking as far as we were concerned. We were able to share our orgasms, and you will never believe what that was like. It certainly is something that I can never describe in mere words.Yes, I was sore the next morning, but with TK to help me, I was able to get around well enough. Not having to eat or to piss was sure a big help. I think that the soreness in my pussy. I could feel the heat emanating from between her legs. Her underwear was damp from a mixture of sweat and excitement. I ran my fingers along the valley in her knickers caused by her swollen lips. She squirmed, parting her legs and giving me more room. My hand edged inside the leg of her panties. Her soft pubic hair was dry on her mound, but as my fingers pressed into her folds it was wet and sticky. I separated her lips and slid my finger inside her hot pussy. She leant the back of her head.