I bet it get’s kinda uncomfortable . . . all smashed up and stuff?”“Uh, huh . . . like almost all day long. Especially in that class we have tog...ther”, he suggested . . . hoping they actually had one in common. “Ya mean science? You must mean when I am your lab partner in 3rd hour?”“That . . . and really ALL the time. I just look at your breasts and it gets me all STIFF like this?” he said slowly running his fingers across the underside of his cock head, still hidden by his pants. “Could you do. “Nope, as usual. No quarter given or asked. The Kluckers are determined to be martyrs for their pale version of Christ. Those asshats are in for a rude awakening at the Pearly Gates, if Jesus is real at all. They’re not expecting an olive-skinned Mizrahi, are they?” Second Lieutenant Aaron Goldberg, one of my fellow nurses, observed with some Schadenfreude at the notion of their shock.“Yeah, I seriously doubt that they picture the Nazarene that way. Though if he is real, there’s better than. You call me a miserable bitch,then say you wouldn't mind fucking me.You think that i would let you fuck me after all that'.Before i could answer we arrived at her apartment.As she went to get out she said'Are you going to just sit there or are you coming up'.This took me a back and i said'I thought you didn't want to know'.'Well i probably should just tell you to fuck off,but i haven't had a fuck for ages'.She stared at me and said'Are coming in for a fuck or not'.I got out and followed her. “And these panties.”“Red!” groaned Allie, leaning forward. Her body trembled. Her thighs fidgeted together. She rocked now, her hands pressed in her lap. “That's so... I mean... Your special girl's going to find those hot.”“Mmm,” our mother moaned, clearly rubbing up and down her pussy folds. “Let's see the backside, Jenny.”“Yes!” squealed Allie.I turned around, still shaking my hips. I rocked the skirt from side to side, the pleats dancing over my rump. Then I flipped it up and showed off my.