There was no point in arguing otherwise as she would always say I was lying to save face!We all chatted for a while but it was late and my parents sai...d they were off to bed; I decided a shower was in order, Jodie said she’d have one after me and join me back downstairs for a drink “unless you’re too tired”, another challenge.I freshened up, went to my room and popped on my dressing gown; not thinking we would be long I didn’t wear anything else. I went back to the lounge whilst Jodie went in. " I growled. She complied, squeezing me with everything she had, feeling as if she would push me out and still I kept pushing into her, forcing more of my cock into her tight pussy. She didn't want me to stop what I was doing, didn't want my cock to withdraw from her. "Hmmm, Annette, that feels good. Now I'm going to take this pussy like it's never been taken before." I withdrew my cock halfway, rolling my hips and my cock around. Annette followed me, her hips seeking my thickness, not wanting. “I sure did. Go on, read page 24!”Danny found the society pages and saw another picture, this time of Ashley and Lynn dancing, also with a caption.‘Ms. Ashley Westbrook dancing with her fiancée, Ms. Caitlyn Keel, enjoying herself and likely causing widespread disappointment among Philly’s eligible bachelors.’“Hey, what about Helen causing disappointment among Philly’s eligible bachelorettes?” Danny protested.“Relief, more likely,” Helen answered that for him.“Ouch! That’ll take a half carat off. " Thanks." He wore shorts, like gym shorts, all grey with 'property of' stenciled on them, and a plain white t-shirt.I was dressed a little nicer, with a short pink skirt and tight white tube top. No bra of course and my panties were loose, some ugly white bikini panties that had been stretched out months before. I had my hair in a ponytail, no makeup or anything, not even my rings, and I looked exactly like what I was, a fifteen-year-old girl on a Saturday afternoon. Jack was watching the.