Just like Courtney, she had no filter or shame. I flashed the best smile I could muster, pulled up my tattered tank top over my left tit, and quickly...headed upstairs to shower and change. I went into my room and shut the door. If West Palm had a scent, I imagine it would be what I smelled like right now - sweat, sex, and alcohol. The two upstairs bedrooms shared a bathroom. I turned on the shower to allow the water to warm up, locked the bathroom door leading to Courtney’s mother’s room, and. Well, I had trousers to buy and we picked out a pair and they had to be altered so I followed Jack back to the alteration room. He told me to slip them on and he would measure my inseam for cuffs. Back then that was normal.So, I slipped out of my jeans and stood there in my tighty whities with my perpetual booner pushing out the hole. I gasped when I realized my dick was out and Jack was on his knees right in front of me. I tried to cover up but he handed me the new trousers and told me to put. Now both my hands were on her back and I moved my finger over her spins and moved it down towards her butt cleave and I moved my hand below her sexy, curvy ass and grabbed them hard and I was licking her neck at the same time. I wish we were in a room and she was getting restless and she said she has a bed sheet and I understood and she took it out from her bag and put it over us.Now I was back to where I left it I got bit more freedom and I tried to lick her cleavage further since it was a. We both smiled and parted our way.I reached my friend’s place in the afternoon and I was busy that day. Got a call from an unknown number by 11.40 in the night. I missed it anyway, I knew it was her and got back to the same after an hour or so. We spoke for more than 30 mins and all my friends had to raise their eyebrows when I was in her call. We agreed upon meeting the next day as she told she would bunk her college and come to meet me nearby the place I was staying with my friends.We planned.