After her "cliche post-fraat party 69-ing" comment I figure this is how I'm going to get off, and I couldn't be happier ... or so I thought. "Uggghhh...h," Carrie groans, "I swear this is not 'cliche' for me, but could we have sex?" I pause from licking her pussy to say, "Neither 69-ing nor intercourse after a frat party is cliche for me, but I'd love to do both with you." Since we were 69-ing with Carrie on top, it just sort of seemed convenient to start off in doggy-style. With my hands. A kidney- shaped pool was wedged between the right side of the building and the pine grove growing nearby. John Stefanovitch was sitting by the pool when he saw Norma trotting towards him. “Mrs. Tandy wants to see you,” she said with a smile that made her look almost beautiful. “Ok.” “Come with me!” He followed her into the house, then up to the second floor. Norma opened one of the doors and entered. A motionless body was lying on the bed. John blinked, surprised with what he saw. Mrs.. You......fuck......my...Aaaaaaarrrrrrrsssseee!!"This time she squirted as she cum. Made a mess of my trousers but I didn't care. I reached around her waist and lifted her dress off. She was reluctant at first but mover over to her tinted rear window so if anyone came down the track she would have enough time to cover up. "Stop now. I can't take any more". She lifted herself off my cock and turned around. I kissed her again and finally got to see, caress, fondle, suck and kiss her beautiful. Betsy said, “We’ll get you home and into bed. Alice, Sam, Wheels, Stacy, and Gary will keep you company. I know that none of them are George, but they’ll have to do.”“I know,” Charlie said with a sigh.George had been sent to rejoin his unit in Pakistan, right after Betsy had left for her conference. Charlie hadn’t heard from him since he had left, and that worried her. She knew the fighting over there was pretty intense. Even the news was covering some of the engagements.Now the United Nations.