However, the thrill of getting caught seemed to add to our sex. I guess in some way I was a slut too as I lived for sex now.My parents were throwing p...rties every Saturday night. Patty was with me we weren't allowed to attend those parties as we had to stay in my bedroom. Patty and I played in there doing everything. Patty even took to butt fucking after getting used to my cock up her asshole.Mom even introduced Patty to dressing up for sex. Mom gave her crotchless pantyhose. Nylon bodysuits,. “Oh hey Amy, it’s nothing, I just got a schedule change since, you know, Mrs. Lowyer is on leave.”“That’s right, so what class do you have next?” I asked. While she pulled out her schedule I was thinking it would be cool if she had gym with me next hour I would get to see her in a bathing suit. Just the thought of her in a swim suit had me wet. I was making myself horny and wet for what I thought was the impossible.“Here I have gym next and the lunch after. After lunch my classes are the same. I was breathless as he held me, throwing my arms around his neck. Stepping over my strewn clothes, he walked us over to the master suite, never breathing a word. Without warning he dropped me on the bed and quickly clambered on top of me, kissing me hard and passionately, nipping lightly at my bottom lip. My fire was burning hotter now and so was his, judging by the feeling of his hardening cock against my abdomen. I dragged my nails down his back, shifting them around to his chest, my mouth. Brenda woke up and came into the kitchen when she smelled the food cooking. She came up behind him and put her arms around him and pulled him to her. He kissed her quickly and continued fixing the bacon and eggs. Ron set the food on the table and Brenda complimented him on his cooking."It's nice being waited on," she said.Ron laughed, "Don't be too happy about it, you have to clean up the kitchen. You have never cleaned up after a man cooks, have you?"Brenda found out that he was right. She.