'I think my mother's due', I started to comment, but he cut me short, shaking his head and adding, 'She and your father just left for a walk'.I felt m...y stomach muscles tighten, there was a knot in them, more from his presence, as a sexual urge from deep within was engulfing me, he must have sensed this as he crudely moved the wooded phallic object between his fingers as if fucking them, 'This make you feel really good in your pussy', and he sniffed the air as if trying to smell me.I remained by. You reach up and began to undo the buttons of my shirt. You work slowly and methodically. You pull the tails from my pants and then undo the buttons at my wrists before slipping the shirt from my shoulders and down until it hangs loosely in your hand. You stand still for a moment, the shirt dangling loosely from your fingers, wondering what you should do with it, until I take it from you and toss it over the pile of your clothing, covering it. You lower yourself to your knees and work at. She really liked it when I rolled over on top of her for a second time too. She parted her legs and lifted them up around my waist giving me total access to her pussy. She was offering herself to me totally and sexually. I knew that that was everything that her parents had taught her not to do. In complete defiance of all of her religious beliefs she was submitting to her lustful desires. It may have been her raging hormones or it may have been me but in either case I was enjoying it just as. Cindy had a cheerleading cohort standing nearby, waiting with books in hand. ‘Then don’t shove your books up my skirt,’ Cindy shouted shrilly. Doug said, ‘Chill out, bitch. I’m just peeking at your bloomers. Nothing I haven’t seen before.’ He grabbed the edge of her ridiculously short skirt. Cindy pushed Doug hard in the chest. ‘I said cut it out! You ass face!’ ‘Goddamn, what is your problem!’ Doug cried. ‘Is it that time of the month already?’ ‘Fuck you! Take your sister to the prom.’.