We will go get your car as soon as we can. Until then, you can get to school with us. It that all right with you?”“I don’t understand how a youn... boy can be so full of love while that creep husband ... ex-husband ... was such an ass-hole.”“Besides that,” I added, “He had a little prick,” getting a slap from Lizzy.“Michael has a lovely-sized prick,” Tracy said to giggles from all around. “Well, he does.”“It’s going to be very busy around here,” Tracy said. “My sister used to talk about Michael. My door was closed and I had stripped down to nothing. Looking at myself in the mirror I couldn’t resist touching myself and soon I found my self sitting on the bed watching myself as I stroked my shaft feeling my heart racing in my chest. I closed my eyes and licked my lips as my breathing got louder and louder as my climax approached in a deafening rush and I was rewarded with sticky cum on my hands. I exhaled and opened my eyes and there she stood. My sister was a year younger than I at. I'm telling you Shelia's pooh-pooh smelled like roses at Palmdale Senior High. She was a senior and Miss Everything in the yearbook. Her mother was Donna Murphy Cavanaugh, Jake Turner's first cousin, and a vice-president of Turner and Thornton holdings. Shelia was about as Irish as I was Polish; she was medium height and had this fabulous copper colored hair, that hung to her fabulous ass, that was held up by her fabulous legs... well, you get the picture.Now I didn't feel a connection with. ..cumming..." she hissed as she shot another round of her cum out onto my tongue as I lapped away at it and drank it down.Taking advantage of the fact she was still coming off of her orgasm and the fact she was drunk enough to have her judgment impeded, I quickly slid my dick into her pussy and started thrusting my way deeper inside of her as I placed her legs on my shoulders."OHGOD...OHGOD...fuck me..." she hissed as I hit a sensitive spot inside of her, her back arching and her walls wrapping.