"I'm not his girlfriend! We've just met! I'm his neighbour from a few streets down!"I quickly protested.She and the red head laughed like hyenas."Aww,...it's OK. We're not the jealous types."Raven-head winked at me, and then giggled in my face as she pressed the tip of her nose like a fairy to mine.I was a little taken aback by the invasion of my personal space in such an intimate way. She giggled again as she pulled back to sip on her wine.I was suddenly joined by red-head, as she sat on my arm.. These stalking sessions continued. Soon she could sense the tingling sensation in her pussy whenever she heard her mom moan. Also when she felt like her mother was enjoying the dick of her father. One day her grandmother caught her. She was afraid of what to do, thinking she will scold her.Instead, she taught valuable lessons of lust that day. She talked in ways that mam could understand about the pussy. The pleasures of sex, on satisfaction it gives both and the compassion in it. She used to. Our cocks plunged in and out of those tight, squelching holes over and over again as the mattress creaked beneath us. I leaned farther and farther over Jennifer until my chest was on her back and her hair in my face, all the while gripping her sexy hips. Jennifer cried out and urged us on, moaning louder and louder until, much to my surprise, she announced she was cumming. Jennifer then screamed loudly, collapsing onto Miles, I falling with her so that she was immediately tightly sandwiched. Sometimes I used the cock-muscles and made moves on the cock. Easy to see under that thin shorts. And yes, she looked at my cock many times, discrete, but I felt it. We sat beside each other in the 2 seat sofa. When I stood up, for going to the toilet, I allways moved with my front against her face. So my cock moved in my shorts, directly in front of her face, so close to her face. I also walked one time to the windows, looking out, or something else, just so I am sure see sees my.