I pulled down my cum soaked g-string and let it drop to the floor. I took out one foot from my g-string but kept one in as I wrapped my leg around the...pole like mom did, however I swung my leg around and flung my g-string at my mother which perfectly landed right onto the dildo of her strap-on.I knew mom was enjoying my show because her eyes were rolling to the back of her head and she had the two vibes turned on and vibrating her pussy making her moan and become even more excited then I was. Thinking of some of the revealing photos Tara had taken, she blushed even harder.“Olivia, this is Mimi,” said Claire. “This is her house.”Olivia nodded, unsure what to say. Mimi clasped her hand briefly in a friendly but businesslike way and said, “Charmed, I’m sure.” Turning to Claire she added, “Where’s Tara?”“In the office uploading.” With that, Mimi turned on her heel and disappeared into the house, and Olivia heard Claire let out an audible breath. Their eyes met and a sympathetic look. They want to kill you ... some of them don't mind dying doing it.Manchester to Boston, 70 miles more or less. Downhill. Due to towns, villages, stop signs in the middle of nowhere, it takes about 3 hours. The train is faster.Boston to Manchester, after great sex and shopping, takes an hour, uphill ... well it feels like it. Bang! You're past Manchester and heading home ... it's not far.I wanted Jess. I wanted her. In my bed, in the tub, on the couch, up on the telescope platform. She was. I had taken good care of him the entire time he was laid up with the bad leg in a cast and we had gone through an awful lot of condoms that I gave special attention to removing from the house without getting caught. Our blackmail scheme on the football scholarship scouts was a big success leading to his invitations from the renowned universities. It was just a "Quid Pro Quo" deal and I was certain those scouts got more than wanted in return. I treated them both real nice and hoped they didn't.