Thus Darby will be back to tell you to leave me alone.”Mort smiles and says, “Well, he’s in for a disappointment when I tell him I’m staying. ...f he wants to make something of that it’s his problem, not mine.” Jenny looks worried, so Mort just smiles at her.They talk about many other things before they head home in the late afternoon.After dropping the girls at the eatery Mort has just enough time to clean up, change, and be back for his dinner. The sports centre is shut today so he does more. But luckly I had enough and I squirt so hard, I covered all the lockers in front of me with my juices and he stopped, holding me in him."Beautiful" he whispers, "And you failed art in your freshman year?" he laughs softly moving his hips up and down as he watched my juices slide down the locker doors."You're a sick bastard" I laugh and he squeezes one of my boobs in acknowlegement."My turn" he whispers, standing up and taking a few inches back, the bench still between his legs. Still holding me. Not that you can steal something that's given. But I should probably talk to her and tell her I'm sorry if I was rough on her." She'd probably like that." I've got my breath back. How would you like to try that kiss again?" I'd like that."We tried. I don't know if it was the illness or the kiss that got me breathing hard. Jill was the same, so I think it was the kiss."Jill?" Yes?" Could I have something to eat?" Oh, God, Jack, I'm sorry. What would you like?" I'd like bacon and eggs and the. You hands slid around my waist, to my lower back, I can feel the fingers of your hands as they spread out pulling me steadily to you, pulling out bodies into contact. Our stomachs touch first, then our hips, and our chests. My hands slide up the fabric of your shirt to rest on your chest. I look again into your eyes, but only for a moment, as our lips touch, then my eyes drift softly shut. At first the kiss is soft, like many we have shared throughout the day. Our lips part and our tongues.