My step-sister’s friend Sandra was the only one of the girls staying overnight, since she lived some nine or ten miles away and the girls had plans ...or the next day, wanting to get an early start on their shopping spree at the summer sales at the mall.Everyone else lived just a short walk away so they all left late that afternoon so it was just us three for dinner with mom and dad. After dinner, my sister and Sandra went upstairs to her room to do whatever, while dad went into the den to watch. She had said it really wasn't to her liking anyway. But she did say I would feel her tongue and talented hands if I pleased her. The orgasm I experienced at her hands was the best of my life. What man stays with a woman who denies him her pussy and mouth? I could call Julie and stop all this. No, I couldn't. The excitement of this woman, her beauty, her touch, and her delicious pussy made that impossible. Her pleasure was indeed becoming more important than mine. My submissive soul knew. You surely can imagine that hormones run high at a school whose population consists solely of seventeen-and-eighteen-year-old girls. At Wetwood, it may even be a little higher than usual. For one, there were no boys in the vicinity, and leaving school grounds was a no-go, and for two, Wetwood only took in the crème-of-the-crop - or better, all those misbehaving, incorrigible daughters of the money-stuffed and important crème-of-the-crop. If you got booted from High School for the third time. But I thought well I'll give it a go and went on the floor and maneuvered around till I got to where he was. I made eye contact with him, swung over to him and turned around trying not to be obvious. Then backed into him. After doing that a few times I felt his hand squeeze my ass and I turned around and grabbed his already hard cock. He took my hand and we went to a corner and after some small talk and exchanging names, (Jake was his) he asked if I wanted to go back to his place. Of course I.