She looked like someone’s grandmother. She probably was, Lori concluded. ‘Hi.’ said Lori. It was hard to speak. It surprised her that she still ...emembered how to form words like that at all. ‘How are you feeling, dear?’ She thought about it for a while. What did you reply to something like that? Real? Euphoric? Like a kid in a candy store? ‘Wonderful.’ she concluded. ‘Alive. I can wriggle my toes.’ ‘So… Lorelei, are you aware of what has happened to you?’ ——– She had woken up, and everything. She and Peter had no c***dren, and she was very tight and he loved the feel of himself inside of her. She began to moan, in spite of herself, as he gave her his entire length time and time again. She began to try to stand, and he roughly f***ed her all the way down on the desk, face on the surface and turned sideways, so he could see her tears as the cried and groaned under his abuse. It didn’t last long, and he could feel the end coming. He leaned over her and raised himself up, burying. He could feel something growing within him…his desire, and his hands reached out on their own accord to cup her breasts and tease the nipples.She gasped at the pleasure. ‘Yes…just like that.’His hands kept rubbing as he sat up, looking at her perfect breasts. He squirmed slightly, feeling his shirt and pants felt a little tight, but ignored it, too wrapped up in what he was doing.‘It looks so beautiful…’ He said as if hypnotized. ‘Thank you.’ She replied, cupping his head and pulling it towards. Not that we thought much about their asses beyond looking at them of course. HaHa. The “we” here are me, Bob, and my buddy Glen. Unfortunately the Bakers girls were also the consummate cock teasers. While they would always seem to want to move to the next base, no one ever seemed to get there. This seemed odd as it was rumoured that their mother enjoyed the occasional high school cock from time to time. However it was prom night and we thought that just maybe the extra excitement and a couple.