“What?” I asked.“Oh,” she replied, “I did get one high five from one of the stoner crowd. What did he say? Something like, ‘Melissa Milton... you scored!’”Melissa looked aghast. “What did you say?”Lavi blew her a kiss. “I told him the truth, I did in fact score the best prize in creation.”Melissa still looked embarrassed but pleased also and went back to eating.“So,” my other lingering question was having trouble coming out, “uh, what about Jerry.”Lavi stopped chewing, saw me looking at her, and. I face you and suddenly drop to my knees. I run my hands up your thighs making my way towards your zipper and then stop. Using my mouth, I un-do your zipper and then tug your pants down. I toss them to the side and make my way back up for your boxers. Those are tossed to the side as well. You sit there completely naked, cock standing at attention. I grab below your ass and pull your legs towards me. Then, I shove your legs apart so I can put myself in between them. I reach up for your hand and. In their "married with children" life, they usually had to have sex quickly—and quietly. This night, however, they had all the time in the world, and they had the house to themselves. Mike was planning on rocking it.Arriving in the bedroom, Mike drank in the sight of Jennifer lying on the bed, naked (but still wearing her heels!) with her legs spread. He wasted no time in joining her on the bed and entering her. He started with slow thrusts, savoring them until the urge to speed up was. We didn’t talk much, and when we finished eating, I offered to help with the dishes.“You seem to have done this before,” Nancy observed.“My sister and I had chores which included cleaning up the kitchen and doing dishes after meals. I’d MUCH rather do that than vacuum, dust, mop, or scrub floors!”Nancy laughed, “I can see that. Did you do your own laundry?”“Since about thirteen, I guess, though Mom still irons my shirts.”“And here at college?”“I don’t wear dress shirts. I had to, back home,.