Well, not quite 'never'.Chapter 2: Ms. ElliotAh, the best laid plans of mice and men gang aft aglee – however it should be spelled. But it wouldn't ...e for a couple of years, and it wouldn't be my mom. Deb and I were in high school by that time, on the cheerleading squad. She and I were in the locker room, showering after everyone had gone home. Or so we thought. Debbie was leaning back against the tile wall, supporting herself in a corner with one leg thrown over my shoulder. I was on my knees. One time, Brad took the risk and told Leeann that if she had turned him down for their first date, he was going to ask Ashley out. Thinking Leeann would be jealous or suspicious, he was surprised by her reaction that she would have been cool with it. Leeann felt confident in Brad and Ashley and she wasn’t jealous. She was so excited and looking forward to having Ashley staying with them.The big day arrived when Ashley pulled up in her late model car, filled with her worldly possessions. Leeann. He drove himself fully inside the girl under him. She clawed his back and moaned loudly, tossing her head from side to side. He pulled it back out, then in again, and gradually sped up his pace until Ariana was practically screaming in delight. “Oh my God, you guys are really fucking!!” Adriana’s shorts were pushed down around her ankles now, her nose just inches away from the action. Her hand was busily working in her pussy, fingering herself with three fingers as her thumb pressed. She sat across from me while we ate and we exchanged smiles and looks and flirted as usual. I loved being in her company. Life was such a pleasure when I could see her smile and hear her laughter. That is why I came straight from the airport to her house, not bothering to really find a phone earlier.After the improvised dinner, I walked over to the couch and sat in the middle of it. It was a large, old fashion, brown couch with a lot of fluff in it. It had broad tall arms and back. I looked.