School was boring right up until lunch, when I got a text from an unknown number. R: Hey sweetie, it's Rob. Text me when you can.I smiled at my phone,...immediately texting him back. O: Hey Rob, it's actually lunch, so I'm free to talk.We talked for a few minutes about meaningless things, before I decided to make it a little riskier.O: I want you so bad Rob. My pussy was soaking wet thinking about you this morning, and it still is now. R: Fuck Olivia you just made my cock get so hard. I'm going. He closed the door, locking it, before getting into his car and driving off to work. I looked at the time trying to figure out how long I had to be out and still get all my chores done and be home in time to cook dinner. I rushed through my chores of making the bed, cleaning our toys from the night before, and tidying the house. When all that was done, I got dressed in my usual manner. Sheer thong panties that barely cover my hairless pussy, a pencil skirt with a slit half way up my thigh, my. " I really believe your nudity idea is the key. It certainly has accelerated the healing of family relationships. Right now, Shannon is probably less affected by it than I am." Hmmm. Thank you for the compliment." Another long pause. "Greg, how about your relationships? Do these emotional Saturday nights make you wish you could experience the same kind of healing." Surprisingly, I really hadn't made that connection. I guess I am so focused on Shannon and so in awe of Caroline and Jim that my. Pulling away from his mouth, she rose up a little, her knees taking her weight, her hand grasping his swollen cock. “You want your filthy cock inside me don’t you John? Want to fuck this cunt, slide inside me, don’t you?” She held her panties to one side and pressed the head inside her for a moment, holding it there. “You want my little cunt to fuck you don’t you John?” He nodded his head. “Then say it,” she demanded. “Fuck, Libbie, I want you to fuck me, just fuck me,” he panted out. Panties.