I heard he’s up to $3500 and he’s been hounding Dad to loan him the rest before you go back for the summer.”I nodded. “Then it’s probably be...tter if you told him that I gave it to you,” I said. “That way, he’s not pissed off at you.”He agreed. “Then this,” he held out the envelope again, “is a gift too. Take it or I’ll be insulted.”I nodded finally and took the envelope, tucking it away in my luggage for now. We hugged and then I turned in.Mary said yes. When they went to tell the parents, Billy. With her eyes fixed on him, Helen scooped the semen off her thighs with her fingers and put her fingers to her mouth.As she licked her lips she said, "Next time I spank you you cum in my cunt, understand?"A startled and very sore arsed Henry dumbly nodded his agreement."Get your trousers pulled up, you are going to apologise to Judith," said the wet knickered, although Henry did not know it, Helen.Back downstairs the tearful Henry said sorry to his wife before Helen told her sister to call her. Johnson smiled bashfully, and told me he was a big fan of the philosophy of Friedrich Nietzsche. He just wished more people understood the long-dead German visionary. I surprised the heck out of him by quoting passages from Nietzsche’s other book, The Will To Power. You see, I used to work in the library back at my old school and I loved philosophy. Especially German philosophy. Nietzsche was one of my favorite writers. Johnson’s eyes lit up when I told him this. I smiled. If that wasn’t an. I could hear her licking and lapping and drinking up all that pussy cream.“Is it good, Stacey?” I asked, hammering her molten cunny.“Yes!” she moaned, her pussy clamping down on my girl-dick. “I love pussy so much. Pussy and girl-dick are amazing!”Her cunt rippled around my futa-cock. I gasped, savoring that wonderful sensation of her cunny convulsing around me in orgasmic delight. I made my best friend cum. I slammed into her depths, savoring her flesh rippling around my futa-dick.She squealed.