The pearly jizz dribbled down her girlish features.She looked at once innocent and whorish.“Allie,” I whimpered.Her tongue swiped out and she lick...d up the spunk that had dribbled to her mouth. She rose, her pigtails swaying. The ends clung to her wet shoulders. Mist spilled around me, caressing her body but not washing away my seed. Some of it dribbled down to her breasts, landing near her nipple.“That was so hot, Jenny!” She grabbed my girl-dick, stroking it. I was still hard. “Man, having a. "You are the 9th grade advisor," reminded Cat. Her closeness to orgasm was completely vanquished by the interruption."Somebody probably broke up with her boyfriend," I groused, pulling my cock out of Cat."What boys?" Cat said."Well, probably something equally stupid." I'll be right here," she said.I didn't have a robe or pajamas because I always slept in the nude. I put on jeans and a shirt before going to the door.Whoever was at the door knocked again."Hold your fucking horses!" I muttered.. The reverse, however, was clearly not the case. Josie had to work real hard not to laugh at Shelley’s expression the first time the term “girlfriend” was used. In fact, she still found it funny. Mainly because every time Shelley would glance her way now, she’d have this deeply concerned look on her face.It was clear that she was more than a little protective of Rennie. Josie couldn’t help but smile at that thought. Shelley was hardly alone. Nearly every member of the O’Malley clan had tested. "That's a shame, boy like you would be a catch, I'm thinking. For shame, if I wasn't already 'spoken for' I might take a shine to you myself," she said with a glint in her eye as once more she knowingly leaned forward to push the bread basket (and her tits) his way. He didn't where to look, at the approaching bread or her tits. Either way he should have been concentrating more on what he was doing with his spoon for instead of dipping into the bowl it caught the side of the dish and in a trice.