I was almost ready. I looked up as my daddy came into my room. "Rosie, your date's here," he said closing the door behind him. "Okay I just need a few...minutes,"I said, crossing to the bed. "Is that your dad?" Naomi asked, hushed as if she'd been heard. "Yea. I better go, girl," I said, laying down and spreading my legs. My daddy unzipped his pants as I pulled my panties to the side. "That reminds me. Call me if you need a ride to class. I see your dad dropping you off alot." In one swift. I was mesmerized watching her. Finally she said good bye and hung up. She left the room but I stayed by the window. After about 5 minutes she returned with a glass of water. She called out goodnight to her mother and closed her door. She sat down on the bed and put a few things in a drawer. She stood and pulled her skirt down. Almost involuntarily my hand went to my cock. I rubbed it a few times through my underwear while my eyes remained glued to Amy. She was standing just 50 feet away in her. They were just as big as Sarah and Miss Marshal's and looked like they were ready to burst right out of the tight red dress that was holding them captive. The mysterious woman started to slowly stroke his arm. He felt chills from her touch. He was so nervous and was struggling to control the erection that was starting to begin down below. “No, we don’t know each other, silly. I think you might have remembered me if we had.” She giggled. She leant in closer to whisper in his ear. James could. Have you got his little bottle of swimmers?”Brittany tapped the small sample jar she had wedged down into her cleavage.“Right here. Gotta keep them warm, you know.”Lisa laughed at where Brittany had stowed the bottle.“I bet it's not the first time he's left a load between your titties.”Brittany blushed but never wanted to let Lisa get the better of her.“Just a shame it's in the bottle.”They both were still giggling as they got into the car and drove off. The banter about Brittany having Dave's.