I stayed on top of her spent, and Jane eventually regained her composure."Is that it?" She sobbed, her eyes red and waterlogged."Yes, you've officiall... been fucked and are no longer a virgin." I declared sarcastically. Jane's face of pain snapped into a huge smile, and she urgently pushed my spent body off her and rolled over to reach for her phone.She quickly dialled and had a quick answer,"Hello, Anne-Marie, I've lost it!" She cried in celebration. So Jane hated men telling all about. .. well you just can't!" Actually, I happen to know a bit about marketing. We'll keep hitting them over the head with the message until they've heard it enough times that their automatic responses kick in. You know the ones: 'I've heard that a lot. It must be true.' It used to work for the crap they sold on TV and it'll work for us, even easier because it is true. Wait and see. We're in a time when change is forced on all of us, so we're in the habit of re-examining our old ideas. People will. He sure was looking forward to cuddling up next to Jill. He was pretty sure she wasn't wearing anything under the pajamas. But he was absolutely sure his stepsister wasn't wearing any either, and he didn't like the thought of her and Jarrad fooling around too. “Uh yeah, I guess so,” he replied noncommittally. *** The girls returned to the house through Ashley's bedroom. As soon as the door and curtain were closed, Jill began stripping off her pajamas. “What are you doing?” Ashley quizzed.. I didn't know if I could find it from this angle, but I let one hand down to feel for her clitty. I did find it and as I wiggled it gently Mom started moaning and fucking me even faster.Her excitement increased mine too, and I started thrusting up harder while she was humping down with more force. My hand was constantly losing contact with her button but finding it again always met with her approval.Finally, her ass got into high gear and I couldn't keep up with her man in the boat. I settled.