"The more you get it, the more you want it." You've got that right," I replied with a smile.My now deflated cock had slid out of Jean's pussy and she ...urned to face me and we kissed passionately."Best get back before I'm missed," said Jean as she slipped her panties back on. "I'm going to enjoy the feeling of a bit of you nestling in me for the rest of the day." I'm going to treasure these moments myself Jean," I replied. "Despite the odd risk." Makes it more thrilling," she said with a. ..yes, Miss Lucy...thank you..."! Well it was me that was fuckin' 'er, but I know what she meant! Miss Lucy then cups Rosie's face and leaning down, kisses her; it's a slow kiss an' they're using their tongues an' it really turns me on, seein' it an' so I start to slowly fuck Rosie's arse - long, slow strokes, knob to balls an' back out an' she's lovin' it! Miss Lucy has stopped kissin' her now an' just smiles at me. "Whilst you're giving it to her, I'm just going to phone Daddy..." an' she. I'm not saying I could see what was going to happen but I knew not to go against my feelings. The clue for me was, the hair on the back of my head seemed to stand up!It was also about this time, perhaps a little later when I discovered the wonders of masturbation! I don't know if it was some girls talking about this but one day while taking a shower, I was soaping my pubic hair and something felt very good. I like this I thought and discover that if I touched that thing right at the top of my. Coming into her home and contaminating an innocent boy with her breasts bouncing and her hips taunting. Oh God... there was no justice. The tears welled up and choked out of her, gritty and painful, the breath rasping in her throat. She patted Gary and held him close, leaning down and cradling his head against her knees. He was not to blame.They sat for long minutes, entwined and sobbing out their mutual heartache. Bette Jean finally roused and wiped her eyes. The child would be sick if he.