"Well, there's this guy. He's in my AP science. Cute. Smart. And my friend Susan says he likes me..."Inside I died a little. Perfunctorily I mouthed, ...Just go and have a good time. I'd like you to be home at a responsible hour. Say, before midnight. And if you have any trouble, call me. I mean it. That's what I'm here for." I'll be careful, Alan. And I planned on being home by eleven. She was standing in the door, ready to leave. "Bye! I'll see you later!"And I let her leave. I rewarded my. "Ellen smiled. Sarah's bedroom door was open. The nightlight put out a fuzzy yellow glow, and she saw Stephen on the bed, cradling Sarah in his arms. Ellen sat next to them. "Did you wake up again, sweetheart?" she said. Sarah didn't answer."Sarah?" Ellen peered closer. Sarah was lying facedown on the bed. Stephen's arm was draped limply over her back. "Stephen?" she said, touching his shoulder. He slumped over, and in the dim light she saw his face: pale, unmoving, mouth wide open. His eyes. I sucked all her toes and she moaned loving thatfeeling.I removed all her clothes. She sat on the table bare assnaked with the sweetest hairy pussy I’ve ever seen, andthe nicest D cup tits with nice big nipplesI removed my clothes while she was rubbing her nippleswith one hand and rubbing her pussy with her other.I stood before her with a nice 6-inch hard cock.“Nice cock for an old man,” she said with a smile.“Sweet hairy pussy Deena. May I eat your sweet cunt?”. She was a pretty long blond with a round innocent face. She had a very strict Christian upbringing and she knew her parents would never approve. Out of the three, she was the one who felt guilty about what they where doing. Samantha was only 6 months older and was a fem-trad witch, which meant that all the women in her family had practiced the craft, as far back as anyone knew. She had brown hair in a chic pixie cut and styled herself after Audrey Hepburn, simple, elegant and classic. Although.