Now I'm gasping instead of panting.She stops for a moment and allows me to catch my breath. She reaches around to feel my cock. It's gone flaccid. "Ye...," she hisses. "That's right." She begins spanking me again, more rhythmically this time; one cheek and then the other. I feel the heat rising on my asscheeks and I picture them getting redder, picture the imprint of her hands on me.He steps back to me and begins touching my nipples, running his fingers around the aureole. He knows how sensitive. But it came the moment when one of my girl friends invited over other male friends while in the reunion. They accepted gladly and came quickly to join us. Needless to say, I must tell you that each one of us made a party of two, to have a nice tiem. ll bedrooms, each corner in the aparetment was occupied by a couple fucking like mad. At the time our new buddies were already there, I glanced over one of the boys named Frank. He was an easy going person, his features were those of . A chill on her wet thighs. She lay there in the almost-summer's daybreak and waited, or not. Sandra would come soon, bringing with her the pregnancy test that excited her passions and filled her with sinking trepidation, guilt at her selfish desire...and a longing to be swelling and increasingly filled with Sandra's love, with her c***d.An hour or so passed, as the sun warmed the daytime air and the familiar sounds of foot-fall and chatter filled the quad three floors below Jeanette's window.. "Mom smiled warmly. "So you wouldn't be embarrassed to run around townwith it on? With that bell dangling and jingling from your breasts,people would hear you for miles around," she said."I know," I said excitedly. "Wouldn't that be cool?" Yes, it would be," she replied as she found the same sweater in my sizeand handed it to me. "Now you can look like a Christmas mother," shesaid as we got in line for the check out.****After putting our shopping bags in the back seat of her Mercedes, Momtold.