But I did need to clean up as the two woman had left me smelling of wild passonate sex. I wasn't exactly sure where the shower was, but I heard the t...o woman and water so followed the sounds through thier house. I stopped outside what was obviously a master bedroom suite with the door slightly ajar. I peeked through the crack and could see another door standing wide open with the two woman in the shower. I was shocked to see them locked in a passonate embrace, kissing as if they were life. ‘I’m actually still in high school,’ she said, laughing. ‘I’m a senior.’ Oh, god, help me, I thought. The idea of fucking her tight, wet, high-school pussy made me even harder, there was something about the taboo nature of it that aroused me. ‘That’s impressive.’ My cock will be impressive, too, once you see it. ‘You seem a bit older.’ ‘Maybe it’s because I’m taking some college-level classes at school,’ she said. ‘There was no point in boring me to death.’ ‘Hopefully your babysitting skills. I was starting to get the feelings back in my body and could now feel the warmth and wetness of Gracie’s young cunt, Sharon had now moved slightly and I managed to get my other arm around and run my fingers up the back of her legs up and under her coat, imagine my surprise when I got up to the bare cheeks of her arse, further exploring and a well placed finger up her crack told me she was wearing a very flimsy thong.She smiled down at me as she reached across and cupped my balls as Gracie. Mrs. Brett, as generous as she always was, paid everyone that following day, shook their hands and shared a few tears over what had happened. Carl, along with everyone else, was suddenly out of a job. Unlike most of those now without jobs, Carl shook his depression off in short order. Actually he wasn't depressed at all. He'd wanted to go back to school and finish, and his chance had come. Besides, he was too young to see his professional world end this soon, and there was a whole bunch of that.