We were also still going up to the old shed everyday after school. What with sl**ping together at least one night a week,(Sometimes two nights if our ...olks partyed together on Friday and Saturday Nights)and going up to the old shed after school, we were getting really good at fucking. We were now fucking in three different positions. We learned a whole lot by spying on our parents to. If they were drinking, they would never know we were in the room watching them. We seen our parents do some. You are the perfect wife.”His affectionate words make me smile so wide. “I’m not perfect, baby. But thank you.” I glance down at my soaking, bare mound that is dripping with arousal and I moan. “I wish you were inside of me right now, filling my pussy with your hot, thick cum. Then I could ride Natti’s face and she could eat your creampie.”A strangled moan escapes him. “Careful, Laurel. I’ll come over right now and wreck that little pussy until my cum is dripping out of you, slipping down your. She asked me what I meant by 'fooling around'. I told her, “You know, making out, hugging and kissing, feeling each other up.” "You don't mind us doing that?" she asked me. "No, I think Ken wants to fuck you," I answered. "You, want me to fuck him?” she said. "If you want, I wouldn't mind him fucking you. As a matter of fact, I'd love for him to fuck you." "Would you like to fuck him?" I asked. "Well, maybe if you didn't mind," she said. "Do you want me to tell him, that I wouldn't mind if you. I gave her a sign of approval and thenwentto my bedroom to get ready. There being nothing more to do before herguests came, Veronica went downstairs to wait for them. She foundherself mildly hyperventilating in anticipation, and had to takeseveral deep breathes to calm herself down. But she was happy andcontent. She was not ready to make this confession to her me, but shefelt that inside of her, Veronica was who she was meant to be.When I came down about ten minutes before the Stones' were.