‘I think I am going to have to teach you a lesson, a lesson that sexy, naughty, dirty little girls need taught.’When we reached my house, the minu...e the front door was closed Mamtha began kissing me and pulling at my clothes, rubbing my semi hard erection.‘You make me so hot! What have you done to me?’ she breathed.I pushed her away and held her at arms length, looking at her lust filled eyes.‘I have no idea but I love it! Love the fact that I fill you with this much desire. But let’s slow it. Jessie alternated between the two tits, licking and sucking them, making a popping sound each time she gave one of Pamela's tits a suck. By now, my belt was off, and my pants were undone. I refrained, for now, from touching myself so as to pace my enjoyment of the show being performed on my own bed.The girls hardly paid attention to me as I watched them progress. Jessie sucked on Pamela's boobs for a little while and then began to slide down the milf's slight frame, rearranging her own legs. The first time she noticed something odd about the new kid had been threemonths ago, when one day, out of the blue, she looked at the new kid, andstared crying.A sense of grief, of sadness so great she simply couldn't contain itoverwhelmed her, and all she could do was cry.This feeling stayed with her whenever she was around the new kid for thenext couple of days, and then vanished.Odder, she found herself overlooking the new kid again, like she hadbefore the feeling had occurred.Until a month. “You dressed enough. Get yo’ ass out here.”I looked around. The next door neighbor was mowing his lawn. The old woman across the street was sitting on her front porch with her dog, practically looking right at me. There was a couple jogging down the street from the east. Three k**s were riding their bikes from the opposite direction, heading this way. And cars were continually moving up and down the street. The block was hot.“No,” I said softly.Rayven dropped the rest of the pictures she had in.