This was probably the same silly behavior that made her so dang popular with the kids—at least for the first couple of months, before they realized ...he was a pushover.I was looking away, hearing my own breaths, wondering what the hell I was doing with this bimbo. I felt her foot tap my thigh. Her foot kicked over the lacey hem of my dress. I felt her toes on my skin. She had her tongue out, making this playful face, as she slid her foot up between my legs. She slid her toe back and forth.After. ‘I love you, Matt,’ she said, softly, but ardently, as the juices he’d pumped into her began to trickle down her legs. She hugged him and kissed him. ‘I love you!’ ‘I love you, too,’ Matt replied. ‘I’m all sticky. I have to get cleaned up,’ Mary giggled. She slipped out of Matt’s embrace and headed for the bathroom, pulling her sweater over her head as she went. Her body was still tingling from the young man’s delightful unexpected assault. ‘We’ve made love just about everywhere it’s possible. Long, silky blonde hair, she said as she pulled firmly on my ponytail, forcing my head back uncomfortably. And a long, graceful neck, she added as her other hand stroked it. Ill bet a lot of loads have been dumped there, you dirty little whore. Her degrading words were having as much effect on me as her contact. I felt myself flush at every degrading reference, as much from excitement as from embarrassment. Now lets check out the rest, she said as moved to once again stand in front of me. The. As we continued to make out i slowly let my hand move down her body, barely making contact as my fingers brushed over her breast and nipple then her stomach and naval and over her cotton covered crotch then fnally where her shorts came to an end and her bare thighs started. i lightly tongued her ear and whispered "are you sure you want me to continue?" "please don't stop jay," was her reply, as i had hoped. i continued to run my hand over her thighs and when i began to seek out her soft and.