I tried not to stare. I tried not to look her way too often. I tried not to grin. I hoped my brother’s t-shirt impressed her.At school neither James...nor Kev seemed to notice any kind of change in me at all. By lunchtime I had almost forgotten about Emily and life was back to normal.That evening nothing happened. Nothing happened Tuesday, either. Life was back to normal, although the new normal included showering every morning and borrowing my brother’s t-shirts, just in case.It wasn’t until. " You can't be serious." Of course I am. You fuck Tim or daddy sees the tape." I don't want your father to see that tape, but you are sadly mistaken if you think I'll sleep with one of your friends to get the tape from you." Oh no mommy dear, you don't get the tape for fucking Tim. All you get is that Daddy doesn't see it. I intend to hold it over your head for a long, long time to come." Why? Why are you doing this to me?" Two reasons. One is that you have been a bitch to me ever since I. She was cumming, and so was I. For an instant we bleed into one body, then I fell into the driver’s seat completely spent, but still miraculously hard. No giggles, but a slight smile lightened her face as she climbed over the seat to straddle me. I looked down and saw my cum oozing like thick molasses down the inside of her thigh. I ran my hand across her thigh scooping the thick white goo into my palm and then onto my still hard cock. Using the sex goo as a lubricant, I started stroking my. Michelle scooped out a generous amount and reached back to smear it over his prick and he reached for some butter and began to smear it in her butt crack. His other hand went down to her pussy, he was pleased to find it wet and slippery, her pussy lips were puffy and her clit hard. “What’s this? You didn’t get enough last night?” He asked as one finger slide into her hot slippery pussy and another up her ass. “Never can get enough of a good thing.” She answered as her finger closed tightly.