When lunch was finished myself and ann went to the kitchen to get an icecream and watch some tv while our parents stayed outside drinking wine and cha...ting. so we sat there watching the tv eating our icecreams, and all i could focus on was anns tounge licking and swirling around the ice cream and imagining that the icecream was my hard cock that was now pushing hard against my jeans, and that the cream on her nose and around her lips was cum that i just shot all over her face, i was nearly. “Please…harder, Kevin, harder…”“Yes..Mrs. L…” he moaned, obeying her.“That’s right, yes, Mrs. L,” she cooed darkly, eyes closed, her orgasm rushing to greet her, her hand digging into his shoulder.And then she came. Not loudly, not thrashing, not over the top but rather a grinding, softly pumping one, her hips moving slightly, her thighs clenching and relaxing. She heard herself grunting softly, felt her pussy soak in her panties, felt her thighs trembling, felt the heat of her calf and foot. Even with her brains, she still had to do the bullshit homework and tests at the slower speed the online instructors would let her go.I wonder what sort of jobs I can get other than fast food or similar crap teenager jobs?It didn’t matter that I was able to lift an engine out of a car, with the transmission, without breaking a sweat or straining, I wasn’t eighteen. That kept me from doing last-mile deliveries for the South American Rain Forest company, or any other delivery company. Fast food. Unable to move anything but her legs, Faith watched wide-eyed as Lucia's moist, red lips came ever closer to her mouth. The tip of her pink tongue licked nervously at her own lips. Lucia meant to kiss her, Faith realized. Lust glittered in Lucia's half-closed eyes as Faith looked pleadingly up into them. "No, Lucia... no please don't," Faith asked timorously.Lucia ignored her pleas. She brought her lips lightly into contact with Faith's, rubbing gently from side to side, brushing Faith's lips.