"Mom, I'm so sorry! Susie and I were playing around and I dropped the phone. She was tickling me, I couldn't help it, sorry. What? Oh, no, it's just t...e two of us, that was the television you heard." I blanched visibly, looking at Jennifer and then Susie. Had Anna heard, and more importantly, identified my rather distinctive accent? "Yes, Jerry was here earlier. He dropped my purse off and had to leave to get home." My heart missed a beat when I heard my name. "Yes, okay Mom, and sorry about. I then started sucking on her hard pink nipples while my hands were busy trying to unhook her jeans. As soon as I unhooked and unzipped her jeans she just lifted her ass helping me to take her jeans off completely. Her panty was completely drenched with her juices. I then proceed to kiss my way down from her navel to her panty. I then used my teeth to pull down her panty just enough to expose her wet pussy to me. I could see that she had recently shaved it and it glistened with her juices.I. The long driveway to Claire’s house was lit with a row of lanterns. It was only 4pm, but the mid-December sky was already midnight-blue. He looked at himself in the rear view mirror, quickly checking his teeth and rearranging his mop top hair. He rang the bell at Claire’s door, his hands fiddling behind his back as he waited.“You must be Brandon,” a voice said as the door opened. “I’m Claire’s mom, Kathy.”Brandon held out a hand. “Hello Mrs. Silverstein, it’s nice to meet you.” He was surprised. Diapered and Dressed Part 1: Bobby's StartBy Laurie Ann BI was six years old and had finished kindergarten and awaited the startof 1st grade that summer. My two sisters, Carol two years older and myyounger sister, Beth, 11 months younger, were spending the summer inrather blissful play and such. The small neighbor hood had few childrenour ages and most of the time we spent playing or fighting together assiblings of close age do. Carol being the eldest was always the bossy oneand had kind of a.