So, maybe someday might be your lucky day if you see a girl with a short dress and without panties. Anyway, we went to dinner. My mom was way too arou...ed. Being the slut that I am, I started to touch her and feel her under the table and so did my father. Or hands were meeting on her pussy. No need to mention that her legs were spread enough for us to do that. She was feeling hot. I agree it was intense. We were making her lick our fingers drenched with her pussy juices. We were forced to put. "Right on cue." She mumbled, then turned around. She could see allot more features in his face, the brown eyes, the dark brown hair, and was almost tempted to comment about the amount of cologne he was using, before shaking her head. "No. I'm fine. Thank you." She said, and started to walk off. Rounding the corner, Jamie picked up a bottle of wine that she knew was rather pleasing to the pallete, and was reading the label, before it was plucked out of her hands."You know. Little kids shouldn't. "I sat back in my chair and grappled with my feelings. First, there was relief. That spring break commitment weighed heavily on my mind. Maybe I had a tinge of jealousy. I loved Carol and also loved Sharon, but not in the same way. Confusing. At least, things have settled here for a while. It must have been awful for Carol to catch Sabrina and me together.Carol came to knock on my door. "Sabrina and I are going for a run. Want to go?" Give me five minutes to get dressed and I will join you."We. Knowing my climax was swiftly approaching, John watched my face as he thrust into me with long, powerful strokes. I couldn’t take much of that before arching my back and digging my nails into his skin. When I finally did let out a breath, I shuddered and moaned until I no longer had strength to hold my head up. Looking at him again, I giggled softly and said “Sorry about the noise. I don’t know what came over me.” “I think I do,” he said. When John shifted between my legs, I sighed, “Yes, I.