“Uh no, you have something to show me, remember?” I answered with both quivering voice and body. “Stop teasing and show me, you little devil wom...n,” grinning as he spoke. “You started it, Jeff.”(Her next line kills me: I’m sorry Trevor, but I need to get myself and my son ready to go see my parents in the morning. I will write more as soon as I can, I promise, but in the mean time, please wait for me. PS: No mail please, darling. XO, Rene She thinks her husband is on to us and she is trying to. I pulled Amanda’s legs up and shoved my cock in. I draped her ankles over my shoulders, I placed my hands palm down next to her small breasts, and then I leaned into her with all of my weight. I kissed her, I shoved my tongue into her mouth, and I played tonsil hockey until I felt her having her forth orgasm.I pulled back and said, “That’s four. Send Heather in next.”Amanda looked at me seriously then I started laughing. After that I just fucked into her as if we had been lovers for years. I. I collapsed on top of her, sweat from both our body's mingling and sliding against each other.Soon I pulled my cock out from her pussy, with tremors running through both our body's as I pulled away and out of her beautiful pussy, there was some trace of my love juice that followed my cock out of her pussy and began to leak down her thigh. I reached down for my boxers and used them to wipe her thigh and pussy. She stood from her bent positioned turned and hugged me again rubbing our sweaty. I guess she was paying me back for the notes which I prepared for her. “I don’t want to,” I said. “Get up bitch, we are going out,” she ordered, and I had to get dressed. As we went out of our room, we saw my dad standing at the door of his bedroom. “Hello, Mr. Robinson,” Jennifer said. “Hello Jennifer, how are you?” Dad replied, checking out her cleavage. “Are you girls going somewhere?” Dad asked, seeing us all dressed up. “Yes! Shopping,” Jennifer replied, with cheer. “Oh yes, shopping,” Dad.