We laughed. I walked over to her and started kissing her deeply and rubbing her back and bare shoulders as my tongue explored her mouth. She told me t...hat she loved fucking me the other day and if I felt the same. I said I did feel the same. Fucking her was amazing and doing it with my lady there was even better. Sasha was HOT. She was so sexy that it didn’t make sense. She pulled down my fly and dug in my boxers trying to get a hold of my meat. She pulled it out and started sucking it slowly. I. Afterward she confided that she had never enjoyed anything as much as my prick rubbing her vaginal walls while I mauled her breasts. In truth, her arse was beet red from the friction of my thighs slapping against them. She looked like I'd used a switch on her rump, and I thought that perhaps some day... Our pent up lust surged to the surface and we managed to spend simultaneously.I shook the remainder of my seed onto the ground I heard the whinny of a horse in the distance. We scurried about. He would be staying in the tent with us that night too. Now, there was a good reason that Buddy was joining us, along with a couple baseball bats and makeshift weaponry. See, my mom would often work late nights, and occaisionally in the summer, when she arrived home around 2 or 3 am, from the storm drain in between my driveway and my neighbors would crawl out a raccoon. Oh, it’s just a raccoon. They’re everywhere, what’s the big deal? This raccoon was the size of my other (smaller and lazier). "Okay." she answered. I flashed her a brief, closed-mouth smile then went off to the third 'floor.' Basically, our school just had five sections, diving the classrooms up by their areas of concern and labelled them under different sets of hundreds, but were too lazy to call them 'sections, ' so they decided to save two letters and call them 'floors, ' despite the school being basically two-story.Despite not being familiar with the floor (it mostly dealt with geography and non-English languages,.