"Walking back and from that gas station has made me icky and sticky." How do you think I feel? I made the same walk." Sam replied just as Carly opened...the door."Sam, Freddie, what are you guys doing here?" She asked."We came to see your game, k*ddo." Sam said, barging in. "Where's the shower?"Carly looked at Freddie. "We had a long trip." He told her.* * *Later that evening, Sam and Freddie were in attendance as Xavier went against USC. Despite a career high 42 points and 12 assists from Carly,. You guide me toward the bed and we slide onto the sheets together.I lay you on your back, slide my hands down to your wet, pulsating pussy. I feel your heat as I part your lips with my fingers and softly rub your swollen clit. I kiss your lips, and suck your nipple deep into my mouth. Your back arches as you place your hands behind my head and pull me deeper into you. I slide my fingers between your lips and slowly insert my finger into your depths...... You’re wet and ready for some play. I. “You realize that it will be our turn next, don’t you?” said Mum, turning to Dad.Dad sighed. “Somehow, I knew that was coming.”We younger folks did what teenagers have done since the beginning of time when their parents try to recapture their lost youth. We rolled our eyes at each other and tried to fade into the background hoping we wouldn’t get caught up in their madness.Dad turned out to be a fairly reasonable dancer once he got the hang of the Dance Mat moves but he got worn out fairly. With the protection. Soon everyone would know about me and Nikkie if I kept this up. Cayla pulled her hand from me. And slapped me. I thought we were friends Tyler. I thought we cared about each over…how could you? I was getting angry. How could I WHAT Cayla? How could I try to get to know Nikkie better? How could YOU even think about hitting her? I said disgusted. go home Cayla! I said starting to turn, she went to hit me again, so I grabbed her hand and twisted her round, so her back was to.