"Come on up" he said. I gladly followed him. He bounced up the stairs like a gymnast running to mount a pummel horse. His bubble-butt bouncing righ... along with him. He had gotten bigger since the first day of school I remember thinking, his legs were much more defined than mine. Still, I'm proud of my body, I'd worked just as hard as he did in class. As we got to the top of the stairs we followed the music down the hall to his room. The place was a pretty sweet little pad. It was decked. Go on now. Sara’s waiting. I love you,Sara too.”Becka turned and left. I locked the door behind her.Sara went into the bathroom when we got to my placewithout saying a word. She was a good kid. Kid hell, at15 she looked like a grown woman, standing 5’5″ in herbare feet and D cup breasts bursting from her chest.I had picked her up from home and brought her to myplace as a favor to her mother, Becka, whom I wassleeping with on a regular basis. “Regular” meaning. "Pam dropped to her knees and lifted her mother's skirt. She smoothed her hands over her mother's long elegant legs."I'm getting hot," Marsha said. "Very hot."Hearing her mother's words inflamed Pam's young, impressionable mind. She skimmed her hands up and latched her fingers into the elastic of her mother's panties and pulled them down. The aroma of her mother's turned-on pussy enveloped her mind, causing the juices in her own tight cunt to flow.Marsha kicked off her panties and lifted her. With his long dark hair, athletic body (him and my brother Luke were both on the school soccer team), and hazel eyes, he was irresistible. Instead of the traditional Halloween activity of apple bobbing, little did he know that I had made plans to do my own bobbing - with my lips around his cock, for starters at least.The night before Halloween, I found it impossible to sleep. I kept fantasizing about Jay's cock pushing into my tight virginal vagina, filling me up. I lay there rubbing my.