Kristy reclined her head against Matt's shoulder.It was not completely dark. There was emergency lighting on the floor and outside light that disperse... through the bus windows. Mr. Benton nodded at Matt and the sleeping Kristy as he walked by. He was pleased to see the students begin to fade out. A rested band would be the best performers."Okay," breathed Matt as he watched Mr. Benton's form vanish back to the front of the bus.Kristy twisted her body and her head slipped down onto Matt's lap.. Driving to his place, my cock was aching to feel his fat asshole. After a few hours of driving, I arrived in his town and let him know so he could get ready. He said he was anxiously waiting and that I should hurry up. Driving around and finally making my way down his street I pulled up. He had a small place in a tall building. I had to park on the street and then had to be buzzed in. With my stuff I got up to his room, thinking about how I was actually going to get to fuck him. Thinking about. Jay said he could see just a little bit of hair under the table, and from where that guy was, he could too. I asked Jay if he wanted me to cover up, and thankfully he said no. Our food came and this guy kept looking over at me, and now I could tell he was looking under the table. My pussy started getting wet, I was enjoying this guy looking up my skirt. I didn't say anything to Jay, but I spread my knees just a little bit. I was getting very suprised that this guys wife or girlfriend didn't. Aunt Maxine was going to love it.And she did. Mama baked a lemon cake with yellow lemon icing, and with “Happy Birthday Max” written in blue icing. For dinner, she made Aunt Maxine’s favorite meal, deep-fried chicken with mashed potatoes and chicken gravy. I’ve never tasted better fried chicken than Mama’s. Ever. There was hardly a chicken bone left to gnaw on by the time the dinner dishes were cleared from the table.Laurie gave her the card as Mama cut the cake. Aunt Maxine laughed when she.