I don't know whether to thank you or hit you." I'd rather have you thank me." Thanks."There was a line to get out of the parking lot. I could see Mom'... Lexus about five cars in front of us. She took a right out of the driveway and took off like a shot. She was nowhere to be seen by the time we reached the street.We headed towards Perlione's. Jill and I had our own conversation going while Chris and Sara were talking in the back. Just over a mile down the road, I saw a cop car pulled over behind. "I was saved the embarrassment of having to come up with an appropriate answer when Betsy Lou came out the front door. She kissed her mother on the cheek."Bye, Mom. Come on, Mark. Don't want to be late."Betsy Lou had on a white button-up blouse and a red plaid skirt. The skirt came down to about the middle of her thighs. I noticed that the back of it was sticking out a lot more than her skirts had the last time we walked to school. There were two distinct bumps on the front of the blouse, too.I. In fact, he was a lot more experienced. If they gave out Master's Degrees for bedding pretty co-eds, then Rich would probably be a candidate for it. But, alas, Mechanical Engineering would have to do."Well, I tried," Jim pled. "I tried hard—and I nearly hit pay dirt, too. But in the end things just didn't work out."Rich shook his head. He'd heard the 'almost made it' stories from Jim a number of times. But, they were fraternity brothers, bound to mutual understanding, and Rich was a patient. As she pulled away again to breathe she took both of her hands around him and pumped harder and faster than before. He groaned in pleasure as his dick tensed. The first spurt of jism landed on her cheek, but she caught the rest of it in mouth, slowing but not stopping the pumping action of her one hand. It tasted different to the officer’s cum – salty, not bitter – but the texture was the same, along with the warmth. She let it all collect at the back of her mouth before swallowing it in one.