She ran up to them, and while she did this, she noticed that Melinda was standing there, still as naked as a jaybird."You didn't get your clothes back..." Sandra asked before anyone else could say a thing."Obviously not," Melinda answered a little annoyed. "It seems that after school means after school hours!" Shit!" Sandra let out. Knowing full well how bad Melinda must be feeling right now. "Did you call my mother already?" No, not yet." Let me do it," Sandra said. She opened the front. I'm outta here, gotta give Steph a call and makesure she's doing alright," he responded with a smirk on his face."Take care, Sam."As he rushed down the stairs, I admired his energy, his life, and I hopedI had planted the seed in order to reap the benefits of my own wishes.And before one passes judgement on someone like myself, first considerthe position of the semi-affluent single-mother. Not only did I spend myentire life ensuring my children were raised correctly, since their less-than-moral. I reach up under my skirt as Ella pops his cock free from his shorts.Her hand expertly strokes him as he continues to nibble on her breasts. My hand slips inside my bikini to feel how wet I have become in just a few seconds watching my secret crush making out with her friend. My finger slips over my clit and I moan softly, biting my lip to keep as quiet as I can. I spread my legs a bit and reach lower...my finger slips inside me as Ella's shorts are pushed to her knees. She awkwardly spreads. “Did that feel good, panty boy?” she asked as she was moving up to kiss me.“How does it feel to look so slutty? Do you feel slutty?” she asked as she pinned me down.“You came really quickly and I haven’t finished my little slutty panty boy.” she said as she brought her pussy to my face.“If you are going to wear my panties, and want to be a little whore, you should learn how to swallow and clean up your mess.” she said as her pussy hovered just above my face. I could see my cum inside her wet.