However, that day they would be working on a lab. Oh, how that girl was a tease. They noticed each other that day. The boy looked at her outfit that d...ay. She was wearing a top that showed her cleavage just slightly with tight jeans. He noticed that she was actually very smart.“What’s your name?” he finally mustered to ask.“Desiree.”“Desiree, huh? That fits. Pretty name,” he said.“Yours?” Desiree said, smiling, bending over with her elbows on the lab table, showing said cleavage.“Shawn,” Shawn. I had not closed it down properly after a wank session, and when she fired it up, it displayed all the porn I had been looking at. She called me over and with a sadistic smile, turned the screen around to show me what she had found. I had to view these sites secretly as my wife was dead a against porn, and said she would leave me if she found I was looking, and being her best friend, Julie new this!Well Mark, she said with sadistic pleasure, what have we got here. Who’s been a pervy boy, she. Knowing how she liked to take her pleasure, when her hips began to move against his hand he moved down the bed between her legs, lowering his face to the sparse and neatly trimmed thatch in the fork of her thighs to replace his fingers in her cunt with his eager tongue, his hands reaching up to grasp her breasts, rolling her swollen nipples between fingers and thumbs. As always, she climaxed quickly on his tongue, and as the bucking of her hips against his face slowed, he lifted his face from. "What's wrong?" Annie asked, but Clare just shook her head. "It's nothing. Just thinking what I should make myself for dinner." Clare said, even though she knew it was an excuse. "Don't you still live with your Dad?" Annie asked, and Clare nodded. "Sort of. I've got the room above the garage. So I kind of cook my own meals and stuff." She said, as Annie pulled into her driveway. "Go get some clothes. You're staying with me tonight." Annie said, which surprised Clare. "Huh? What do you mean.