Her saliva had no taste but I was loving every moment! We kept kissing for like 10 minutes… I then put my hand inside her gown from her neck to hold...her boobies. It was my first time I had held a boob… I became more crazy when I felt her nipple in my hand, I removed her boobies out. Her boobs were in good shape! Sexy nipples which were pinkish in color. My dick was beginning to hurt in my jeans. So I let go of her boob n unhooked my jeans button but then she held my hand n put it on her boob. ..and my perverted side wanted him to see me.“When people are alone they walk about naked not in their underwear,” Drake smirked as he leaned on the back door frame.“Would you rather I was naked?” I teased.As I looked in his eyes I saw them glinting smugly.“As if you would...you’re too much of a good girl,” Drake snickered.I’ll show you good girl. Drake looked away from me so I unclipped my bra and shrugged it off my body. I tossed it over my shoulder and bent down to take off my thong.“Gray?”. She never really got going, mainly due to her strict upbringing, and partly do to her body type, shorter and heavy.But we girls all stuck together and we all tried to get her to loosen her inhibitions as well as her knicker elastic, and let some men in to thrill her.She cabined with me and I confess she never slept or even invited a man back for a quick poke in her hole.Myself though well that was a different story, as I humped naked on the bed, with enough vocals and decibels to wake the dead,. I couldn't believe Mr. Moore was fucking my best friend. My only friend. And she was fucking him back; it wasn't like he raped her or anything. She rocked his cock like a total slut, shivering and smiling and getting that dumb look on her face that told me Marcia was cumming. I felt betrayed by both of them, the way anyone would.But the idea of Mom totally coming unglued frightened me and I had to protect her. I loved my mom, even if she was really weird. I turned around and just in the nick of.