It felt as if he was massaging my willy with each thrust in and out. I reached around again and began stroking him in rhythm to my pounding. Soon he p...t his hand over mine and we stroked together until we were in a fury of young passion."I don't think I can hold back much longer," I said."Come in my ass."I pumped away, grasping his cock even harder. He held onto me as he began to grunt. I could feel the sperm running up the shaft of his dick as he was about to shoot, causing me to pump my first. "Lucky thong." I thought to myself!She seemed to effortless straiten her hair and put on some make up onto her already beautiful face in no time at all.She then stood up and I helped her get dressed.She looked incredible in her purple sequinned belly top and short silky skirt."Pass me my boots babe." She told me pointing to the white knee-high heeled leather ones, before sitting back down onto the bed.I grabbed the boots, put them down at her feet and without her even asking, I lifted her foot. He said he would see me the next day. We had shopping to do. I don't know what came over me. I stood up and offered my hand to the tall man. He smiled and we shook, me embarrassed about initiating such an intimate gesture.The Robert Louis Stephenson book was still on my desk. Under it, but partially exposed, were two letters from Colleen. I started to rip one open and then noticed the postmarks. One was dated September 2nd and the other September 10th, 1985. I opened the one dated the. . skirt! -And, p... panties!! What kinda gir-l do you think I am!!?!" Her stomach clenched. {Why is it hard to say skirt and panties??}The man got a gleam in his eye before he went into a weeping act, "My son!! That I would ever hear such words come out of your mouth!!"Akane yelled, "Stupid old man! This ain't MY mouth!!" {What's happened to my language?!!?!}The man in the kempo-gi/martial arts uniform, "No, that is NOT the mouth of my son! That is a mouth better suited for lipstick!!"Akane.