You would be hard-pressed to find two people from more diverse backgrounds than ours, and I've always been convinced that we were fated to be together... because it took a peculiar set of circumstances for us to meet.I'm the middle child from a family that was a fixture on the Main Line of Philadelphia. We're talking old -- very old -- money. If you've ever seen the movie, "Trading Places," with Dan Ackroyd and Eddie Murphy, you have a fair idea of the kind of life I came from.My father was a. Okay. Whatever,” Sarah replied. She was not thrilled about spending her after-school hours studying when instead she could be texting with her friends. Mr. Wilson drew close to Sarah, “This will be fun. I promise you.” Sarah felt a tiny shiver run through her body. She suddenly noticed that Mr. Wilson was handsome for a man of his mature age. Maybe this lesson wouldn’t be so bad after all. Mr. Wilson gave Sarah a handout with various vocabulary words and their definitions. Pointing to the first. ” John slid his hands between their legs, enjoying the touch on both. He slid a thumb into each one, rubbing their clits with his fingers. They shared him, balls too. He put three fingers side-by-side, slid them into the girls at his sides. They were well-lubricated, he slid in easily, stroking, and they pushed back. “This ought to be on videotape,” said John. A chorus of moans and gutteral groans took over the bedroom, each focusing on their own enjoyment, the blood rising. “Ohhh, this. . oh god, Jimmy .. fuck me hard! Ahhhh!" I heard her cries and saw her body jerk as she orgasmed, her pleasure peaks extended as Jimmy's cum spurt deep inside her with those last driving thrusts.Then, sated for the moment, Jimmy took his eyes off his cock that was still buried in Ellen's cunt and smiled at me. "Hello, Mister Fritz," he said, polite as always. "Are you gonna fuck Missy P too?"Looking up, still dazed from her own orgasm, Ellen tried to focus on me. "You .. you're .. what? .