The events of the last two days, the lewdness of her posture, and Mike's reaction to her assault had all heightened her arousal. She knew Mike had goo... control, and even after leaving him on the brink, she hoped she could get there when he did. Frankly, though, she didn't care that much. She bounced and rubbed almost frantically, and it was working. How was he holding on? He must feel just as pent up from the separation as she did. What a stud she had! How... unnggghhhhhhh!!! She stiffened then. Of course, they were always under the short, low-cut shirts she would wear. Her long black hair and blues eyes caused my young mouth to water, and on several occasions, I wondered what it would be like to kiss her big, soft, pouty lips.That evening after dinner, Vicky arrived, and Mom greeted her at the door."Chris, come help with the luggage," Mom yelled, and I immediately went towards the door. Vicky smiled as I approached, and my cock grew as I took in her sexy figure."Wow," Vicky exclaimed,. He would cuddle and stroke my head and kiss me from my nipples up my neck to my lips. But Paul just wanted to fuck some more. I had a bad feeling about that.“No. I need to go to the bathroom,” I said as I started to get up.Paul moved out of the way, his cock still hard and upright even after cumming inside me. When I was steady on my feet, I headed for the kitchen door and went into the bathroom next to the kitchen on the way to the garage door. I sat and peed and felt the cum plop into the. It was driving me crazy. Somehow controlling myself, I started the weed and gave it to her. After a while she said “nice kick”. when it was over, I offered some more. We smoked about 4 weed cigs and were really high and laughing like hell. She asked if she could stay here for the night as she was high and having a lot of fun. I said of course and she moved next to me and sat beside me with her head on my shoulder. She was really high. I turned the conversation toward dirty chat slowly and I.