My thoughts were quickly diverted to thinking of her. We don’t really know each other very well but are friendly with each other whenever we run int... one another. I have thought about her before, but tonight for some reason, I found my thoughts more arousing. Tara is a cute girl, about 5’2”, maybe 110 dripping wet; I would love to see her dripping wet. She has a tight little ass and perfectly formed B cups with perky little nipples. I know this because I have seen her running around without a. "Cherry, we need to get to school." Mike, please let me stay home. I'll do extra work or something. Please," she dreamily begged."But I can't write you a note. They'll notice the different handwriting," he said reasonably.Cherry stretched languidly. Mike was entranced by her breasts now presented so enticingly for him. He quickly considered calling in sick. "Mike, the school has never seen my mom's handwriting. She didn't care about that stuff. I filled out my school paperwork since fifth. At the same time, I felt lips and tongue caressing my cock and licking my balls as my cock began to throb. I didn’t want to come by hand or with a blow job tonight. I wanted to fuck each of these sweet pussies and I hoped they were as tight and responsive as my fantasy led me to believe. I pulled the girl who was kissing me to the side and rolled over on top of her and she raised her knees as she spread her legs and gave me full and immediate access to that young pussy. She may have been fucked. It was long after your mother had left for college and started her career. They had the clothes on their back and little else, so we hired them. We brought some of the furniture out of the attic that had been there when we bought the place and furnished the ranch house for them. We all grew very close. It was about a year after that when Carmine stopped speaking. Then, about a year later, Maria simply disappeared. One day she was here, smiling and happy, the next she had vanished. Naturally.