I loved watching her hips lurch and her face go all wonky as my fingers brought her to a climax.But we both resisted fucking, unless it was a Friday n...ght.I don’t know why both of us ignored the fact that we were bucking the system, and that it couldn’t go on without somebody finding out. I know that sounds really silly, considering the fact that my entire fire science class knew about “her” and that she was my girlfriend. But they all knew her as Jennifer Hart. And think about it. Think about. "Marilyn Goodge left the house quickly, she was in a quandary, should she tell herbrother-in-law what she had seen at the house, or not ... she really didn't know whatto do ... it was so embarrassing.* * *"Marilyn, are you serious," Ronnie Goodge exploded on the other end of thetelephone later that evening, "you saw what?" I saw your son Peter sucking Jenny Phillips' breasts, I'm telling you ... don't youbelieve me, Ronnie?" I'm sorry Marilyn, to sound so disbelieving, it's just difficult to. Give me all the details on this paper, I am going to see if Emma is ok”. I run on the bed and get the first book I saw to pretend to work, Eric entered the bedroom really slowly to talk to me. Marc: “Are you ok?” Emma: “Not really, I was expecting to spend the night with you, and the only thing that a found tonight was a smoker and two unknown guys in our living room”. Marc:” I am sorry about it… I promise I will not smoke again. And I will ask the guy to leave. What do you want to eat tonight?. Cum inside me. I want to feel your married cock shooting up my cunt. Give it to me, John! Give it to meeeeee….”Her head flings back and I feel her orgasm take over her body. Her pussy muscles grip my cock like a vice and I’m squeezing her tits like there’s no tomorrow as I unload inside her. Four, five, six jets of hot spunk are fired high up inside her pussy. As her hands grip the back of my head, I nuzzle her cheek and continue to hump into her like a dog on heat, unable to stop until I’m.