" Moira's voice was still husky from sleep, but it was a comfortable voice, rich and low. She scooted back away from me, and withdrew her arm."I guess...I should get up. It looks like you're feeling better this morning," said Moira as she made to rise. I laid my hand on her shoulder, hoping she'd stay put for a moment."Please," I said, unsure of myself. "Don't go yet. I, um, I want to ask you some questions. I don't really understand, like, what's going on. Who is Gary? And who are you, and the. As you kissed and explored, your hands got busy with each other's jeans - unfastening them and pulling down the zippers, tugging at the material to expose one-another's raging hard-ons, still being held by the pre-cum soaked underwear. You quickly took the lead, hooking your thumb on the waistband of his navy and teal blue briefs, pulling the material out and away, allowing his rock-hard cock spring free as a strand of pre-cum connected his cock tip with the material.Keith moaned as you cupped. He'd picked right up once they were there."Lies... lies," Millie muttered, and wandered away for good.Back in the house, she stayed just long enough to leave a note that said she'd be at the library doing some homework and wouldn't be back for dinner. Then she walked the streets for hours, trying to figure out what it all meant.There were so many questions to be answered. Had her mother set up the meeting between her father and herself? Was Gary in on it, too? And why had her dad refused to. Well here I’ve wanted to do this for the longest time but I could never build up the courage too. Do what? I asked. This, she kissed me on the lips deeply and holed there for about I minute. Until I realized the reality of it (my best friend kissing me) and pushed her off and asked. What are you doing? She slammed her head down on my chest and started crying a mountain of tear. Jess what’s wrong, I said and she keep crying so I asked again. What wrong? Robbie she said slowly I have all these.
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