But it wasn’t the air, no, it was what he was doing to me and the thought of what he was going to do with my breasts as they fell out of it’s plac.... I felt his hands grab my breast tightly. “Mmmm baby” I whimpered lightly, drowning in the pleasure.“They're so many things I want to do to you tonight. For tonight you'd be my slave” he mumbled obnoxiously massaging my breasts intensely.He stopped using his hands and then brought his mouth there. He bit my nipples slightly “Awwww” I yelled. But he. ”Luckily, we were both young and flexible, so it wasn't quite as difficult as it might sound. We each had a perfect view of our pussies, in fact a double view in the mirror below us. Tessa then reached forward and touched my pussy with her finger. “You just copy me,” she said. I was gradually being drawn into her little game and loving every minute of it, especially since I had no idea where this was all leading. I put my finger over her pussy, which was still sticky with the cum she'd. For the rest of my junior year and the first half of my senior year I practically lived at Jimmy's apartment. I spent so much time at his place that my roommate back at the dorm was constantly bitching at me over having to dust my part of the room.I'd been keeping company with Jimmy for about a month when I found out why he had smiled when he said "Two or three huh?" We had just gotten to his apartment from a party when someone knocked on the door. He opened it and let in two guys who had been. “I don’t know Mom’s sexual orientation. I assumed that she’s straight, but then I thought the same about Chase, didn’t I? One never knows, I guess. You’re bi and so is Dad, who would have guessed that part?” Maria encouraged me.“That sounds good. Just don’t ask me to do anything with Dad. I don’t want to hurt his feelings and all, but I’m not attracted to him,” I warned my loving sister (fuck the step part, right!).“Hey, no offense taken, trust me. You’re not my type, either. I love you, son,.