I instantly got a hard on. he is so sexy i thought to my self. He had a wife beater on. i didnt want to eat so me and him left for school. after g...m we went to da showers wit da boyz. They talked bout our school sluts. while i was in my locker changing, some one smacked me hard im my ass. It was johnny. "waddup johnny?". "nada., hey u wanna chill afta skool?".."um...sure". da bell rang and we went to his house"srry. i invited ur friend joe to, we fonnna play sum xbox nd record sum. He hadnt realized just how much he had been hoping to get his luscious little neighbors girl naked and maybe more. Simon was anxious to get more as well and without any instruction he suspected where Ross wanted to go next and put a hand on Emma s stomach then as Ross continued to take pictures he slid it down to Emma s wet pussy. As Simon cupped her mound, Emma moaned as she stepped so her legs were more apart . . . barely realizing what she was doing. Encouraged Simon slid a finger just. My story isn't so terribly sad, compared to the burdens others must bear. I'm thankful every day for all I have; I've suffered, and others have endured more. In short, it could be worse.I married my college sweetheart, Ellen, the week after our mutual graduations. I'd majored in Accounting, she in Business Administration. Our life together was satisfying, sweetened by the arrival of our first child, whom my wife named Marcia, followed two years later by her sister Alexa.Being parents suited us. How do you stand contritely? Is it hands behind your back, or front, or by your side, do you twiddle with your fingers or stand with arms folded? They were the questions I was asking myself as I stood in front of his desk with my hands clasped in front of my pussy triangle, as if I were protecting my womanhood from his eyes. That would be fine if his eyes were looking down there but they weren’t, they were fixed to my chest as usual and anyway I was wearing my pin-striped pants with black.