From her lips, I made my way down her neck, onto her voluptuous breasts.“Bret, don’t stop. Please don’t stop,” Becca cried. I wasn’t sure ...what not to stop so I continued on with kissing her breasts and pounding my cock deep into her pussy.Almost without warning, Becca’s head snapped back in ecstasy and her pussy clenched on my cock as she climaxed, her juices squirting as I pulled out and thrust back in. Knowing Becca had climaxed let me relax as I felt my own climax beginning to build. . It wasn’t till I reached the gate that I actually began to consider what I was doing. I had no idea why I’d come beyond wanting to talk to Matt, or maybe just to see him. My feelings for him were so dominating my thinking that I hadn’t considered what it was I actually wanted to talk to him about. I reached for the gate on the white picket fence, then turned away at the last second quickly walking up the block to the bodega. I was suddenly so nervous - what was I going to do? What if he wanted. I drop down onto my knees, dragging my tongue down over your tummy to your lower abdomen, planting a soft kiss on it and kissing down to your spandex covered lips.~ Making sure I’ve cleaned everything off of my fingers, inspecting them to be nice and clean… I reach back down between my legs and start rubbing my clit, slowly at first… knowing you have a class to teach and can’t be distracted too much cause then everyone will try to figure out what is distracting you… after I see that you. Now between this and the last time John and I did anything his mom, my aunt, got married and along with a new dad John also go three new sisters. Now I didn’t know this till later but John and his step-sister, Carry, where “romantically involved”. Her and I instantly became close friends, even after we found out what John was doing with us both. So on this particular day all of the younger cousins were in the attic room taking and watching TV while the adults were down stairs. I was the first.