Which suggested she didn’t know Jordan was my Fonti, or she simply didn’t care. Of course, that also begged the question, why did she need so many...women to begin with?I looked out the window and realized where we were, just south of my apartment complex. We were stopped at a red light on West Arkansas Lane, waiting to cross South Cooper. I looked at Dana. “There’s a tailor shop this close to my apartment?”“Why does that surprise you?” she asked in return.I shrugged. She had a point.We crossed. His gloved hands moved down your body pulling you up so you could wrap your legs around his waist. You could feel him against your inner thigh making you moan in anticipation."Deidara-sama said this hurts girls who haven't found there special friend… Tobi is sorry if it does for Yami-chan." he said holding you against the wall as you smiled at him."It's alright Tobi… I'll be alright." you said rubbing his shoulder reassuringly.He gave you a sloppy kiss as you felt him penetrate you causing a. She could hardly sleep the night through. She woke up every few minutes because her feet had slipped from under the covers into the brisk air of her bedroom. As the coffee brewed, she very quickly took a shower in preparation for her new job. She returned to her bedroom after she showered. She looked in the mirror and saw a beautiful young adult: flowing brown hair, a flawless face, smooth, perky B cup breasts, a perfect figure, and a nicely shaped ass. But what she really saw was a girl whose. “Right there. Lick my cock, Mom.”A line of saliva dripped off her chin.“We don’t have long Teddy-bear,” she whispered jacking her hand up and down my iron-hard rod and massaging her clit with her free hand. “I need you to hurry up and fuck me good before your father gets home.”“Take it easy, Mom. I want to make sure you’re nice and wet before I stick it in you.”I sat down next to Mom on the sofa, my cock still jutting out at forty-five degrees like an Olympic diving board. Then I reached over.