." she trailed off, biting her lip. "I just, you were so nice, and fun, and cute, and I really liked you too. I'm n-not a bad person, am I?" She looke... at him appealingly, and he fidgeted in discomfort.With a squeeze on her shoulder that he meant for reassurance, he offered, "You're not a bad person, Jen, and I don't like you any less. I don't know if whatever you did was wrong or not, but I know that we all make mistakes. That's something you have to work out with her, not me."Jenny stared. John sat back and rested his backside against the bench; smiling at me.”Matt said nothing, he looked at the hand stroking his cock and saw that it was responding and getting bigger; though not from her actions, more from her words.“I walked up to John and before I knew it his hand was under my skirt and his fingers pushed into my cunt. Bloody fingers they were too.”Melissa unfastened the top button on Matt’s shirt.“He pumped them into me before he bent me over the counter. I pushed the lamb to. She would have fucked all of the boys in the room at that moment . . . had they lined up behind him.“Here . . . feel what you’re doing to me,” Dean whispered and guided her right hand onto the bulging tent sticking out the front of his robe. Her hand was quickly on his hard-on . . . before she knew what was happening. She jerked it away, but he caught it . . . and placed it back where it was originally. She had never had a cock in her hand before and its hardness felt wicked against the front. Besides, she felt better after a few laps, even if she did have tobe careful with her head so as not to ruin her hair.When she peeled off her girdle, she couldn't resist a turn in the mirror.Her breasts were firm, creamy, the nipples canted slightly upwards. Therewas no sag needing the knife, despite having nursed both her children forthree months. Her belly was flat, if she sucked in jut a tiny amount, herbottom taut, just wider than when she had been a bride. She would no bemistaken for sweet.