On my fifteenth birthday, I had a date with Bennett, my "boyfriend" from school. I was a freshman and he was a senior, so he had a car and we went to ... nice restaurant, and then to a bar (we both had fake IDs: you know that story). We stayed out late, and we did the dirty for awhile (to the limited extent that Bennett knew how to do the dirty) at the apartment of his older brother (I even let them take turns on me, and STILL wasn’t satisfied). Can you see where this is headed? That’s right:. She stood up and bent over the table opening her legs so I could see her pussy, the pink flesh showed from her slit as I moved behing her feeding my cock into a wet pussy.I moved slowly my cock being coated in my spent load that now mixed with her juices, I pulled my cock out of her pussy and pushed iot up her arse, as she begged for more groaning loudly saying it a good feel. I slid my cock in and out of her hole as I grabbed her hips driving in and out like a randy mutt fucking a bitch, she. “Hah!” Andy announced triumphantly. “I did much better than you do. After all... ‘A’ is the first letter of the alphabet, while ‘F’ is the sixth ... and ‘I’ is the ninth! Hah!” she repeated, “You never got past the first letter!”“Gram,” Caitie interjected while barely able to control her giggles, “‘A’ is the best grade possible. And, dear Grandmother, I really hate to say this, but ‘F’ is for ‘failure’ and ‘I’ is for ‘incomplete.’” With her eyes wide she added, “Dear Grandmother, I hate to. Tim lovingly laid out all the finery across Jean's bed, then picking up an emerald green garterbelt, he put it around his boyish waist, connected the clip, spun it around so the fastener was in back with the garters dangling against his thighs. Then sitting on the bed he carefully rolled a pair of sheer, black nylons up his legs and expertly attached them to the garters. Lifting one leg, he provocatively ran his fingertips over the sleek nylon, removing any looseness or sags. Doing the same to.