I choose slut red lipstick for the finale because it drives me wild to see my pouty lips in such a fashion. I get up and start down the stairs when I ...ealize that I'm not alone. __________________________ I look down the stairs and realize that my son's friend Andre is coming up the stairs with a not quite a smile on his face. I realize that I'm in a pickle here and that there was nothing that I could do about it. "Mr. Jenkins, I mean Mrs. Jenkins. You look hot!" "Andre, um, I can explain. ” “Then you’ll have it as soon as we’re done tonight. So it’ll be easier if you stay until the job is done.” “I see. So, until then I’ll just wait here?” “I’ll be taking you along but for now we have nowhere to be. So, we’ll wait.” I nodded, my eyes drifting across the room. The vibrant colors and earthy smell filling my nostrils. Soft fingers pulled me back to look into Ferah’s emerald eyes. She tilted her head to the side quizzically. I blushed as she leaned in, “C-can I help you?” “Do you. It was the most unbelievable feeling I've ever had.His large cock head had struck a spot inside my pussy that had not been touched in a long time and as I was dealing with all this, Dustin was continuing to work his monster deeper into me. By the time I knew what was going on, I felt that rock hard nut sack nestling into my ass crack and I have never felt fuller than I did at that moment.I began to slowly stroke about three or four inches into my pussy when I realized just how loud I was. I have been able to sit down a talk to them and get to know them more than I ever had been before. I soon found that most teenage girls do not like bigger guys. I'll admit it that I am slightly overweight, but it's not like I'm just a blob. I work out about 4 times a week and I'm pretty muscular. Not the strongest guy in the gym but defiantly not the fattest guy. So where am I going with this? Well I guess I could say it started about six months ago at my friend Matt's house.I never really hung.