You still are beautiful. He said. Smiling he lead me to his bedroom. I got on the bed lying on my back. No no, turn over. I flopped over onto my stoma...h. He rubbed both hands from my neck to my ass. He stopped to rub my bottom. His hands felt so good on my skin. Alright, now you can turn over. I flipped over onto my back again. Running his finger down my chest and stomach he kissed my bald pussy. By this time I was already wet and he was making me even more wet. Mmmm you taste amazing. He. Alex Powers, an African American student, the class president, the top of his class, the football and track star, the junior who had already signed to a college with a full ride. Strong, handsome, 18 and the boy that got every girl in the school wet, even Miss Anderson. He wasn't one of those cocky jocks who walked around like they owned the place, he was a very kind boy, and he would stand up to his own friends if they were bullying younger kids. This really caught Jessica's eye. But another. “She’ll never remember or notice if I check in on her” he convinced himself. He swung open the door to Sarah’s room. The slender teen lay on her bed, back propped up on several of the dozen pillows and stuffed animals on her bed. Cheer trophies and posters of some teeny bop pop stars adorned her walls. Her head was still in the towel wrap and her robe had slipped slightly open. One small breast was mostly visible, just shy of the nipple, the other breast was fully obscured. The bottom was. ", the woman said in a whisper. "I mean, with Sue... not with you. What do you think of her? Doesn't she look older than she is? I mean, to you? Couldn't you have been tempted by a girl her age, like I was?" I don't know, Annette? Maybe, but she's my cousin?" He wondered why the woman was asking."I know... but... apart from that? Like, she's bigger here than I am," and she placed his hand on her breast. "And she has a nice figure... better than many women. Didn't you ever think about doing it.