But he thought a few seconds before replying. "I thought maybe I could hang out a little while until she got home. What shift is she working?" She's w...rking 2nd shift," I replied. "Not getting home anytime soon. Besides, I've had a long day and I'm thinking of turning up early. You probably only missed her by a few minutes."Brad winced, and looked dejected. Then I saw something flash again across his eyes. "Well, what about you?"I flinched at the question. "What about me?" What about you?" Brad. I practically had him gawping at me one morning as I was sitting across from him at the table eating breakfast. I had reached over the table to get the orange juice and my breasts scraped across the table; almost flattening themselves against the tabletop. When I sprung back to sit in the chair, so did they. I was watching my dad as I did this. He couldn't take his eyes off them as I let them wobble from side to side.Of course, the day mom left, I started to take more showers and so turned up. After few minutes of sucking, I could see juices oozing out of her pussy and precum from my cock. Then I just thought to see wat Ravi was doing I couldn’t see him in front of me. Then when I turned back to ask Renu I was shocked to see Ravi sucking my dick instead of Renu. I just woke up from our position and asked what’s wrong then Ravi told me that he felt like suckin my dick and thought that I wouldn’t mind soo as I already them that I was Bi. Then I said ok and we moved from 69 to triangle. Truthfully the sound was WAY out of proportion to the power of the blow. One of the tips I had gotten off the internet was how to cup my hand in such a way that the sound of my hand hitting her ass was magnified. The effect was more psychological than physical, but the results were the same. By the fifth blow, Sandy was yelping with each swat and whimpering in expectation of the next. By the seventh blow the moist warmth rising toward my hand as it connected, was giving away the nature of her.